Making Sense of it all

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By Anonymous

I write poems to help me understand what I’ve been through and what has happened in my life. Here are two poems that are my favourites:

Three scratches to my skin

Three scratches to my skin
I swore I’d never harm myself
Too late now
Three scratches to my skin

I could have scratched my whole body that night.
I so nearly did.
Three scratches to my skin
Now I have committed a sin
~z.e

Depression

As my depression carries on life is getting harder
Thoughts of self murder are getting louder.
How many ways can one kill themself?
Approximately 101

101 ways to end our life
Our supposedly precious life
As my depression carries on life is getting harder
Thoughts of self murder are getting louder
~z.e

From these poems I write I hope that I get the message out to people about what it’s like to have a mental illness. My depression is hidden from everyone I know so from writing poems it’s a way to get my emotions out about things that are happening in my life.
When I read these poems it sounds strange but I actually feel happy for once like a feeling other than nothing comes back.

But say if my parents were to read these they would probably be so worried and scared about me. I read these and am proud that I can turn my emotions into something so amazing in my eyes. I love to write poems and hope that one day I can share them with the world.