I have bit recently and getting to that point where I feel like slipping into depression. I thought to help ease my over thinking I would write. I used to love writing poetry in my teens but became detached from it. I just writing impulsively but just forgot how much I love writing poetry. Even if it is shit it is very therapeutic.
Here is my poem:
Sometimes I just wanna drown away,
I am merely nothing but a miserable wreck,
My perfectionisms are killing me,
The only thing that keeps me going,
Is the anxities in my head.
I feel like I am on a loop,
Not knowing when to get off,
Each day is battle,
That is created in my head.
If it was easy would I be doing this,
I am not stupid,
My mind warped a ndwrapped around,
These obessions that hang over me,
Making me blind to reality.
You think I am attention seeker,
Maybe I am but all I really want is a blocker,
Someone to shut my mind up.
Each day I feel a battle,
I have to face on and on,
I don’t know where it will stop.
Some days are good,
I feel I conquer all,
Others are minutes of peace,
Before the requernst of this ugly beast.
I hate it as it paints a blackened image,
My pariona gets in the way,
The only fear now is the fear it’s going get me.
I have shared this on my blog, because I want to raise awareness about depression/ocd in parenthood. Obviously, there are some Bloggers out there who do amazing in sharing their experiences. Thank God makes it not so isolating and has encouraged me in fact to write this post. Now I be honest I was humming and harring whether to or not. Fear mainly as one the main driving forces is fear of failure and worrying about what people think about me. But alternatively I want to let someone see this and say yes I’m not alone.
Thank you for readingX