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Victoria Andrus Poem
Death tried to say hi today but don't worry I walked away. Sometimes I think about replying but I decide I have to much to live for.
Death tried to say hi today. But once again I walked away. It was harder this time though. I don't feel nearly as happy. My friends don't notice I try to hide my sadness and pain with a fake smile.
Death tried to say hi today. This time I barely walked away. He bothers me while I sleep. He tells me " you have nothing to live for". But still I don't reply.
Death tried to say hi today. This time I tried to reply. I saw the blade and knew it wouldn't take much. I woke up in the hospital. But I still didn't get the chance to reply to death.
I said hi to death today. My friends and family gather and black they realize now that the smiles were fake. I left a note and all it said was " Death said hi today and I simply replied
Copyright © Victoria Andrus | Year Posted 2016
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Victoria Andrus Poem
Death and depression. They seem to be twins they stick together. One instigates and the other follows. It's like they come in a package. Death brings depression and often times deep enough depression brings death. It's weird how the feed off each other. It's like one can't happen without the other tagging along. When things come in packages to your home most of the time your excited to rip it open and see what you got. In this instance this package is one you wish was never sent. Death and depression also have a cousin. Sympathy. This package is even harder to recover at least with death and depression you know what to feel. How do you receive sympathy? When people tell you they are sorry for your loss. Makes me think I have some look on my face that says I hate the world. I simply reply with an it's ok. Sympathy makes me feel uncomfortable like the world is waiting for me to crash and burn. Like people are just staring at me waiting for me to shed a tear so they can hug me and make themselves feel like they are being useful like they are helping in some way. When these things are delivered to you you have no choice but to relieve them no matter how many pieces the package has.
Copyright © Victoria Andrus | Year Posted 2016
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Victoria Andrus Poem
The girl's shadow shows far more about her than her reflection. Her reflection shows whats on the outside what everybody can see. But her shadow, shows a blank dark figure. One that allows her to imagine what she truly is. Empty she doesn't have a pretty face or slim body in the shadow. She sees darkness. Even though she can't see emotional scars, the shadow shows emptiness. The girl's shadowlets her see something else nobody can. Her pain.
Copyright © Victoria Andrus | Year Posted 2016
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Ever get that feeling that life is flying past and you're stuck trying to hold on to that one moment. The one where you werent expected to be anything but yourself. The one where you werent scared of what was gonna happen next.The moment you thought was just too great to believe anything could bring you down. Well, let go of that moment. Dont let life fly pass or your gonna wish to have the moments you missed. Remember your good moments but dont be afraid to make new moments too because, just when you think that no moment could possibly be better life surprises you.
Copyright © Victoria Andrus | Year Posted 2017
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