This life is worthless. It is worth exiting. I want to drown in the despair that this ward doebring. It erodes at you, they take each piece of you, break you apart. Take take, then unfagive, this is what breaks my heart. I worked so hard for my talents, and now I'm expectedshine, shine shine [...]
Tag: depression
Poem: Paper-Thin – 02/07/20
Some may view me as mechanically sound, for I smile quite naturally and talk with a lilting, confident tone. My words are humorous, relaxed, and 'well', they don’t know what’s hiding inside, the astringent sadness, she overwhelms. Internally, I feel stretched, as though a punishing thin layer has been made out of me, a [...]
Poem: Depression, A Realisation – Spoken Word and Text – 01/07/20
I’ll admit it. Depression must be settling in. The sadness has quietly crept into my clothing and then into my bones, until I’ve become used to his company. I snipe at little things, take offense, wallow with despair, I want to reject this feeling, but I am too languid, I need some form of [...]
Poem: The Farce – 20/06/20
There are days when I feel incredibly down, I can’t turn the corners and curves of my mind back up and around, my stage presence is moot, I’d like to crawl back in the pages of my life’s former books, and relive the wonderful stages. But I cannot control myself, my miserable entity [...]
Poem: When She Comes Undone – Spoken Word and Text – 18/06/20
She’s had enough. Life, with its cruel measures, she’s defeated, broken, dare say surpassed feeling rough, her thoughts may not terrify, but they will reveal salted, open wounds. What is the point in detailing mediocre thoughts, some things which, in the moment, seemed thoughtful, and loving, caring, or clever, but of these qualities, her thoughts [...]
Poem: Am I To Blame? – 05/06/20
By the skin of my teeth, the scraping of my nails, I’m fighting for escape, freedom from this personal hell. How did I get here? Perchance, do you think I even know? The aching and the longing, the pain, this vivid suffering, guttural shrieks, I’m alone, but not completely by myself. For [...]
Poem: Flailing – 04/03/20
There have been many years of flailing, my life lacking in solid intent, and I wonder, where am I going, am I even progressing? Hoping for something to shoulder all the weight from my listless life. It’s as though I am simply floating in a mass of water, stagnant appears to be the tune, [...]
Poem: Girlish Dreams – 26/02/20
fairy bread and toffee apples and Barbie dolls and cupcakes pink princess outfits and friends' prematurely planned weddings and skipping rope and playing-house games a little girl’s dreams so simple and easy to please those years in primary school where we danced on the rocks like sprites with ease but then my dreams [...]
Poem: Hollow Eyed – 13/10/19
She hides between the curtains and the window from nothing in particular, allowing herself to view the wide-eyed smiling moon casting its dancing light upon the dew dotted grass; a nightly view so familiar. The brightness is expansive in her vision compared to the darkened room which she calls her home, where upon the [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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