Familiarity
sadness is like a cold hug.
familiar,
yet uncomfortable.
it is tears running down your face
and you haven’t been able to smile in 24 hours.
it is laying in bed until you have to get out
and even then,
maybe you don’t get up.
it is wearing sweatpants because you don’t care enough
to look nicer.
it is listening to sad music on repeat
it is the only thing you can relate to.
it is feeling like you are alone
in a room full of people who love you
it is feeling lonely
at 10:30 in the morning
because the only thing that has hugged you in the past 24 hours
is your blanket.
R.E.
Thank you to community member R.E. for sharing poetry with us once again. You can read R.E.’s previous piece here. You can also find R.E. on Tumblr.
Always remember you are not alone.
You are loved.
Sandra
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Cannot resonate more with this one. It is simple but powerful. As you have shared a piece of your world, I would like to share you a piece of my world with this poem, which I wrote when I was in my lowest low in my battle with mental illness. Hope you’d enjoy it
https://chapelofthenightflies.wordpress.com/2017/07/01/present/
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