The Present
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I always told my girls that actions speak louder than words… this is the one time I wish they hadn’t listened.
Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright: May 23, 2017
4 AM
I am stuck in a dream
I don’t want to leave so I refuse to scream
I tripped and fell into a new life
Screaming cause someone has a knife
Don’t fret, just your imagination
You’ve made a fabulous creation
The grass grows long so you lay
Wishing you would fade away
You don’t want to weep
So you wish and pray
That you won’t wake up the next day
I am stuck in a dream
jcw
26 Wednesday Apr 2017
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ALEXANDER
JCW
2/20/16
FOR HER BEST FRIEND…SHE QUOTES, “I MISS YOU!”
His days were as low
as the bottom of the sea
Depressed, that’s that.
His words were unemotional,
unexpressive, unhappy
Not in his right mind.
His smile was weak,
skin pale like snow,
shaggy hair fallen in his face.
Couldn’t get out of bed,
not even to shower,
not even to eat.
That’s when I realized,
it wasn’t just a bad day he had-
it was never ending.
I guess I could say his days caught up to him,
cause now I’m reading the note he left me
saying “goodbye.”
Rest in Peace
Alexander
13 yrs
Photography By: JCW
09 Thursday Mar 2017
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NICOTINE
JCW
03/09/17
I wonder what love is
When I press my lips up to yours
I feel its lust but you say it’s love.
And when I press a cigarette against my lips
I wonder what love is
Love, this isn’t it, only addiction.
It feels more like love, though
Rather than your lips, a cigarette
Making my lungs full.
It feels safer, though
People say cigarettes are bad and addictive
But I say it’s you.
Photography By: Ask Ms Mandi
Copyright 03.09.2017
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NINE LIVES
I just found this poem Jewels wrote, she wrote last February 2016. I think it’s probably one of the saddest of them all, but such a great insight into the mind of someone suffering from depression:
JCW
02/19/16
NINE LIVES
One:
Full of happiness
Giggles and laughter
Innocence is not lost
Two:
A new friend today
I am still young
Pure like clouds
Three:
Adolescence
Not all is happy
My smile is still big
Four:
You fill me with joy
Pure joy
I am happy
Five:
Gone, just like that.
I’m so confused-
Why am I getting so many chances?
Six:
Torn, ripped
Broken and bruised
Innocence is lost
Seven:
Happiness is gone
Let me give up
I’m so, so tired.
Eight:
Shaking, like I’m freezing
Can’t do this much longer.
Why’s life unfair?
Nine:
Damaged.
Nothing but bad memories.
I miss life one.
FINALLY, I AM DEAD.
10 Tuesday Jan 2017
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DEPRESSION IS NOT A CHOICE…
JCW
03/31/2016 – Seven Months and 26 days before she left this earth.
Depression is not a choice. When people ask what it feels like, I don’t even have to think.
It’s like you’re underwater drowning. You forget how to swim. You used to know how, but not anymore. You’re incapable of swimming, so you sink to the bottom of the pool.
Nobody knows you’re drowning. They just think you’re underwater. Casually swimming and you try to call for help, but nobody can hear you. Even if they could, you’ll be shamed.
Your voice is gone. Your mind is all dark. No more everyday happy thoughts and people should not just say, “I’m depressed.” when they’re feeling down because depression is feeling down everyday for months and years.
You’re in this sad box that is locked. You can’t escape. It’s become a part of you…you’re friend, that you don’t want. They will yell at you, scream at the top of their lungs. And you can try to get them to leave you alone, but they’re not going anywhere.
People will say it’s a phase and you wish it was, but it isn’t. You can’t just snap your fingers and be depression free. It takes a long time to recover.
Depression is not cute. It is not something you want. It is not a trend. It is an illness and a bad one too. Having depression is not a sad thought every once in a while, it is not cutting yourself and showing everybody.
Really, it’s about not being able to get out of bed to shower, eat, start your day. It’s staying up until two in the morning thinking about things because you believe you’re a failure and that’s what it will get you to think.
You will begin to know to yourself that you’re useless, and that nobody will want you.
Sad, huh? It’s in your head. Depression is a bad illness and when people compare people who have depression, that’s even worse. Like you can’t become depressed because your parents got a divorce, because somebody else’s parents were killed.
You can’t put a price on sadness and you’ll think, “Oh, God, please someone save me, anyone”, but the only person who could save you is yourself.
It will take a while too.
Do something you love, people will say. They clearly don’t understand that anything you do will not make you happy. You are sick…It isn’t a two-day thing, but I will not be shamed for my depression.
I will always have it in the back of my head, and even though it may make me want to give up, I will not. I will not give up when I have made it this far.
Don’t blame people who are trying hard to make it through their day. So in the end, you have to remember: Depression is not a choice.
-Jewels
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I Said I Did
By: JCW
11/26/2016
you said you were fine,
When I asked if you were okay.
I didn’t believe you,
but I said I did.
You said you were cold,
When I asked why you always wore jackets.
I didn’t believe you,
but I said I did.
You said you were sick,
When I asked why you went to a hospital.
I didn’t believe you,
but I said I did.
You said you cared,
When I asked if you did.
I didn’t believe you,
but I said I did.
Now you’re gone,
Dead for good.
I knew I shouldn’t have believed you.
I SHOULDN’T OF SAID I DID.
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