Fears easily win When I lose faith that there is A pathway forward It seems that the quickest path to despair is giving up on finding a way forwards. That there are solutions to problems. Perhaps even that there’s any sort of solution. Sometimes, it’s easy to get so enmeshed into the details any problem […]
Awoke by my fears Not an unusual thing Though I’ve grown weary I’ve long hated my mind’s tendency to torment me late at night. Bringing up ancient mistakes, dragging forth unlikely scenarios, so many ways my mind finds to attack my tranquility.
Depression Dismantling me From the inside out
A freshman committed Suicide Died last night, I hear the wail Of robbed potential, The silent home A room, empty, Where homework Should be studied, Driving lessons Rehashed, Proms planned, Eventually weddings, childbirth Joyful transition Parent To grandparent, Planning OUR funerals, Not of a child. Funerals for children Brutal Life is fragile.
Feeling failure As i lack The adoration Of millions Since i don’t Possess a legacy Where the future Will study my relics, A sense of reverence Seeking proximity To my memory
My savage mind Holding court in my dreams All failings listed
I hate depression It crushes us from within With its brutal lies
Crushing joy killers Destroying what’s beautiful Lurking deep within
Perhaps the weeds Are in their season And with loving care Will sprout flowers Too beautiful to believe As they’re rooted in The soil of your Soul
The pain Is all That I Am