DEPRESSION
It rests upon me A silent partner Waiting to choke The life out of me The part of the dark Reaching out The part of pain Leaving a mark It is the thudding Sitting in my chest It is the breaking in It is the flooding It is the taking over
LEAVING YOU COLD
There is a coldness that has nothing to do with temperature and if you aren’t careful with your heart you’ll understand what I mean. They say things They don’t mean And pretend Until you believe Until you trust But pay attention And you’ll hear And you’ll see The deception They weave They craft To fool…
CAN’T BREATH
When you can’t breath to think And you can’t think to act And you can’t act to change And you can’t change because You can’t breath
ONLY ONE
He stood silent Staring at hands Full of broken dreams The beating was soft Barely just an echo A life fading And it was him Who cried for it The small heart Made for only one
REST DEEP
I’m going under And the pain is cold And the rushing grabs hold And won’t let me go Hopeless moments bleed Into the sinking ground And I can’t move I can’t reach out And I’m swallowed As the world sings Stay beneath You aren’t good enough To walk among us
WE ARE DESTRUCTION
What was the purpose When it all feels useless What if she just called Life’s perverse bluff The universe lied The greatest distraction The boldest cruelty The sunsets, the dawn The rain showers The ocean waves The destruction of life Held by them all Quietly waiting For us to understand There’s nothing But pain in…
MISCONCEPTION
The heat rises Evaporating thoughts Borrowing hate From past lives Disturbing bones Long ago buried Naked emotions Stripped of dignity And laid prone To beliefs held
CHALK OUTLINE
There it was just lying there Purpose holding tight to hope Clinging so hard to the dwindling Dominance of a careless faith That the ground began to rise As if dark itself was being born
JAGGED LITTLE PIECES
Like glitter falling from a broken sky Jagged little pieces of atmosphere Cut through these hands of mine There are no silver horizons and Only shards to illustrate the moon Who will fall out of these reflections Once the ground collects their souls
WORTHless
It’s reality My perspective It’s dangerous It’s painful It’s persistent My heart Is silent My brain Is chaotic My life feels MEANINGless My efforts feel WORTHless
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