Heya! Happy Friday. Here’s a weird little short story about rage, depression, and a possible dead body. Hope you enjoy it. He sits by the window and sinks his nails into the arm of the chair. I walk by and smile, placing a hand on his shoulder, feeling his vibration. “Today, the world is a…
Tag: depression
This Constant Place of Motion
The words pass me by Zooming into the night Careless about their flight for freedom My insides shiver Rambling words leave my tongue How did I become so undone? A sudden fear takes over And I am alone again Then it’s the anger A rage swells within me Like a river that has grown too…
My Life Is A Dark Room
My life is a dark room Be careful where you walk Whisper less you wake my demons Be mindful of your speech Whithered thoughts Make less of a person Than fears do Tell me now What do you seek in my darkness What do you hope to gain My life is a dark room And…
Amidst The Noise
Amidst the noise I hear it still A whisper in the wind A voice beckons me to the end To say good bye once more To die in a state of disbelief Oh I wish To feel once more To touch a lover’s warmth To live beneath the sky To rejoice in the beauty of…
The Path
TodayYesterdayAnd the day beforeI walked down a path of uncertainty Investing my time into the unknownBreathing the air that slowly killed my dream The smoke clings to my lungs as if to deprive themI gasp for airA slow death This dreamless night I’ve forgotten what the beautiful things look like. TodayYesterdayAnd the day before I…
She Leans On The Bottle Tonight
She leans on the bottle tonight Asking for a friend She has forgotten the feeling of another Tears roll down her face No one comes to help her pain She takes a drink And then another Soon the world has lost its color She leans on the bottle tonight No friend in sight Tear-stained Her…
Numb
He said he loved me todayAnd like the days beforeYou could see the joy on his faceDelicate pride lost in a moment of certainty And I felt…NothingNo heart beatsNo angels singing Just whispers of what should be there.The joy of the passed me byAnd like a thought caught on a child’s imagination, gone. He told…
Saturday Thoughts
I wrestle with my own mortality. Lost between the coming and going. My brain is in disarray and I find it hard to concentrate. It’s the depression. I wear it like a second skin now Close to my heart. I want to tell you something different this time I want to say that the medication…
The Reason Why I Have Been Away
Hello lovely people, I have been in the pits with my depression and fibromyalgia lately. So I want to tell you sorry. I currently have to use a cane to get around and well… I want to put my blog on hold, while I build up the strength to keep fighting on these dark days….
The Dead
Little raindrops linger on the crown of my headI spent my last moments listening to the deadTake a dive they saidIt won’t hurt at allThey pullAnd tugAt my will for lifeIt’s the antithesis of strifeStifle my wordsWith hymns from the graveTuck awayMy nameTheir soul has lost its purposeNow wandering in the abyssThe dead requests companyThey’ll…
Spice and Nice 