Losing Grip

Losing Grip

I pick up the phone

Then put it back

Something inside of me is saying no

So I break my promise

I don’t call you

It hurts too much to hear your voice

Because I know you’re in pain

And you won’t tell me about it

I’m breaking up inside

Falling to pieces

Torn between promise and fury

I will admit

I’ve been angry

It would break your heart to hear this

I know it’s breaking mine

But this is what I do

Push people away

Until I’m left alone

I’m falling down a deep hole

And not even you

Would be able to pull me out

But I’ll be back in time

And you’ll see me smile again.

~ Bluebell Rizzi


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  1. Depression can hit you hard
    but don’t fall, don’t receive its lies
    it can be persuasive to believe it
    Thanks God you’re much more wise.

    From the void that you’re descending
    having someone willing to pull you back
    means that you’re loved and cared
    Life’s beautiful and not that black.

    Loves will really flourish even further
    when you honor your own life,
    by smiling, dancing and singing,
    by being joyful for being alive.

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    1. Thank you so, so much ❤
      I'm all tearful now 🙂
      Oh, sometimes one comment can mean everything, and yours means so much to me ❤
      This honestly made my world so much brighter. Sometimes a reminder to keep kicking is all you need. I'm far from cured, obviously, but I feel much happier for reading this ^ ^
      Thank you, from the bottom of my heart ❤

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