A blogging friend passed away before Thanksgiving after a long hard fight with Cancer. He liked this poem I wrote about the life cycle of depression and it seemed a good one to say goodbye with. My prayers of comfort and peace for his wife. RIP Dennis McHale. Earth dropped away from feet long gone…
I broke down In a place Called Famine Wishes On my back Good intentions Safely packed Sacred shrines Built with Dry split bones Line streets Paved with Bricks of mold A hungry place With liquid teeth And too many Stranger things Upside down Reciting prayers Of starving dread Too many Inky squids Writing love letters…
Rain falls like lava some days Melts through black and white Seeps in where agony stays Burning away all its might Leaving you with new sight Wind blows like a fist again Striking at the daily grind Shocking away the mundane Leaving instead a fervent mind One that’s bolder, more aligned Whispers speak like truth…
A crystal looking glass fed with ghosts Reflecting an image that hurts to see Faraway glances piercing the light Leaving waves of dark that bite at me Gasoline torches and crosses of wood Brought to exorcise the eyelet lace Yellowing and faded as figures stood Mouths with multiple tongues speak Demanding a life half lived,…
I wanted to exit, bad at mending Can’t shake, don’t purposely over bake The thoughts they keep sending Estranged and over lines set center Worrying about what’s ahead But hey, shrug, I’m just a renter Pull up baseboards, hammer floors There’s gotta be something under here A city of dead behind half hanging doors Rooms…
I had to tear my heart from my throat As I walked by the mystery of you You’ll never know this but I felt you Absorbed part of your pain walking by And I still carry it with me each day A reminder of how hard life can be You lying in the cold dark…
Where once tidal waves lived Calm waters slowly lap the shore I wanted to destroy cities To ensure my own destruction I wanted to drown the whole world So I couldn’t hear my own thoughts But the cities held strong against me My energy began to wane with the moon And my waves absorbed the…
Tangled up with roots That no longer hunger Soaking up rust Can’t hold on much longer Heavy and weary The oppression stronger Stuck in the mud Nothing to do but slumber Hold me down so I can’t breath To waste away in my mental bunker
I took a picture Sent it to my boyfriend My first thought was I look familiar Like Jigsaw Weird cheeks Big lips Strange… Full stop You look like a person Like someone loved Who also loves You look like a mom Like a girlfriend A daughter, A friend You look like the lady Who puts…
It’s strange to me Looking back now At the way I was I felt confident Shimmery Or like A disco ball Breathing colors On every surface I felt magical Like a unicorn With pretty clothes And glittery makeup Totally deluded By my own Optical illusions
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