I’ve struggled with depression and anxiety for as long as I could remember,

These feelings I feel is very hard to describe

At times these emotions are too much to the point where I can’t pull myself together,

Feeling what I feel kills you inside.

With depression I constantly feel sad,

All I do is cry

With anxiety I feel a mix of many emotions but I mainly feel mad,

All these emotions are slowly killing me and makes me want to die.

Anxiety makes me overthink every little thing,

It makes me very insecure

You have no idea what sadness and loneliness it brings,

A lot of times I wish for these struggles to be a quick cure.

I constantly live in fear,

In fear of when I’ll take my last breath

These struggles don’t make life clear,

Patiently waiting to have my slow dance with death.

I can’t wait for this pain to be gone,

But I’ve dealt with this pain for many years

So you know what … Bring It On !!!

Cause at the end of the day I’ll have the last laugh and I’ll have the loudest cheer.

By: Miriam Lopez

I’m sensitive, understanding, supportive, and I think of others before myself,

Some people take advantage

I care for other’s feelings and if I could I’ll give my happiness to someone else,

But without realizing that would cause me a lot of damage.

Purple was always my favorite color,

I loved the meaning of it

Not until I changed to another,

Not until I fell into a pit.

I fell into a very dark place,

It seemed like I no longer cared

I felt very depressed and as if I’m just a disgrace,

I constantly felt scared.

Everything around me was very dark,

I began to enjoy the darkness of black

All this sadness and pain slowly began living a mark,

Happiness was something that I didn’t have and would lack.

I was no longer cheerful but serious and very negative,

That’s when black became my favorite color

All the weakness I felt made it seem like I was under some form of medicine or sedative,

Will I ever go back to the old me? I always wonder.

Now I am a mix of both,

But black is still my favorite

But I’m proud of my improvement and growth,

The good thing is that now I’m full of bravery.

By: Miriam Lopez

After our grandfather passed our grandmother took his throne,

She always made sure that we were all together and not alone.

That beautiful women deserved nothing but love and respect,

In all of us she has such a positive effect.

She was a mother to us all,

She always picked us up when we would fall.

She always kept our grandfathers name alive,

She never hesitated to help us or give us any form of advice.

Hearing her laugh was like listening to angel’s sing,

You have no idea how much joy that would bring.

The moment she passed it was the most heartbreaking thing,

But what mattered was that she was now at peace and resting with our king.

Nothing felt right,

I cried for her day and night.

Everything fell apart,

Having her gone brought so much pain to my heart.

I was so lost,

How am I ever going to deal with this pain ? I thought.

It took me a while to accept that she was gone,

I was scared to let go, so I held on.

Towards her I feel nothing but love,

I know that she is looking out for me from up above.

She always told me that she wanted me to study and to stay in school,

“For you not to succeed and be someone in life there’s no excuse.”

She will forever be missed,

To describe the greatest things about her we would need a whole long list.

Grandma for now on there will be a missing piece in our family, and that missing piece is you,

Great and loving people like you there is only a few.

I love you grandma,

I can’t wait to be reunited with you and my grandpa.

By: Miriam Lopez

*This poem is for my grandmother that passed last year in July. She was very special not only to me but the whole family. I Love You Grandma <3*

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Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

In this Blog I will be uploading my poetry. I’ve written poems since I was in middle school and I’ve always enjoyed it and I hope you do too 🙂

Why do this? Why should you read my blog?

• I’m doing this cause I want to put my work and talent out there.
• You should read my blog because I feel like many people can relate to a lot of my poems. People can also relate to my experiences in life. Why are you blogging publicly, rather than keeping a personal journal?
• I’m blogging publicly because I want people to see my work and I feel like people can get to know me better by reading my writing, What topics do you think you’ll write about?
• The main topics I’ll talk about is my experiences with anxiety and depression. I want people to know that no matter what pain they are going through there will always be light at the end. All pain is temporary. Who would you love to connect with via your blog?
• I would like connect with people who are dealing with any mental struggle or pain. I want to be an influence and I want to help others. If you blog successfully throughout the next year, what would you hope to have accomplished?
• If my blog is a success for the next year then that would mean the world to me. My goal for in the future is to become an author/poet.

Anne Lamott, author of a book on writing we love, says that you need to give yourself permission to write a “crappy first draft”. Anne makes a great point — just start writing, and worry about editing it later.