DISTORTED
So many colors Melt into my eyes Absorbing the light And transforming it Distorting it Then transporting it Into bundles Small and nondescript Barely noticeable Into the universe Of black and white
IN A ROOM
I forget how depression feels sometimes. That’s dangerous. To forget isn’t an option. I have to remind myself how sneaky and insidious it is. I must remember what it felt like to be its prisoner. Depression as a room and me held captive against my will. I am so grateful to have escaped this room……
ACROSS THE SLEEPING
I wish we didn’t need sleep but we do. I’m starting to feel age creeping into my bones and my brain and now more than ever I’m realizing how important a clear and stable mind sleep is. Brittle bones Trapped In a bag of flesh Fat dissolving Organs hardening Brain short Short Short-circuiting Life deteriorating…
A BRAVER ME
There is a placeDeep inside meFolded thoughtsAssassins to beStealthily quietTrying to find meAs dancing flames Burn below me And blinking stars Make promises To a braver me
THE UNFORESEEN
The view forward is open Not a skinny narrow way But a wide open world So many paths, a maze So I let all the hope in And I pick the perfect day Feeling the horizon pull Absorbing the path, I gaze I stick up my stubborn chin “This is my choice” I say Maybe…
MY CURSE
It’s a curse to feel it all The heart aching words The eye kicking looks Like a tide turning pulse Racing like falling stars Across my universe The sky wants to fall Full of ice sharpened birds With piercing claw hooks And a needling impulse To open up these scars Yet again, I’m immersed
X MARKS THE SPOT
It wasn’t a castle But it was his castle I wasn’t a servent But I felt like one Obedience worn As decades fell And it was those My years of life Screaming at me Forever hoping I’d be worth More than that X marks the spot So much lost Beneath my feet
EVEN THOUGH
The world can be dark Even though there is sun It can be cold and sad Even with birds singing You can have plenty Want for nothing And desire most To give it all away Because even stuff Deserves more Than to be stuck In a world of despair With you
BLUE SKIES
I’m depressed today. It feels cold…maybe because of the rain but maybe not. Maybe it’s just because we have a lot more to worry about. If we don’t manage our worries and anxiety it’ll cause depression. At a time when so many are facing economic uncertainty, health worries, and possible life and death decisions I…
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
