Spoken Word: You Will Never
This is where i rise like a phoenix born from the ashes of self-doubt, and depression. i no longer feel a need to fight for you, yet rather i feel a need to fight against you. you'll probably never see this or if you do you'll probably never care.
An Angel to Die, Covered in White
A lonesome Soul Who tears have covered a poor dying rose "Why do I love?" Pondered the Soul "I give love to comfort others, but in my down fall... I'm the one who needs to be loved back." Winter snow has passed but in this Soul heart is covered in...
Lion King III: The Prideland Reborn: Chapter III
**Chapter III** **Disclaimer: I don't own the Lion King; I only own Fuwele and Brasta; Strike and Haraka belong to my dear co-writer StrikeTheWolf.** **Kopa's POV:** I woke up the next morning to see Fuwele lying a few feet away. She was lying...
Regret
Wrote this a few months ago, when i was going thorugh an uncharacteristic depression phase. i'm better nowadays, finally, but anyways, here's this. looking back, thinking forward, the serrated blade of the past grinds even deeper.
Forlorn
Forlorn (04/09/2018) Lie awake within my bed, Books beside are left unread, Tears run hot across my face, Pining for a warm embrace, Drowning in the loneliness, Sink into the black abyss, Demons clinging to my back Spirit has begun to...
Eternal Vigilant Companion
#1 of poems/lyrics i wrote this about 2 years ago when my depression began to set in. i live in a world where nothing changes no effort may slay the beast within. there is no hope from above nor any promise from below.
The Evermor Prophecies - Rensgarde CH. I
This day was awful, probably the worst day of all time for me. I don't even want to talk about it. Seriously. My mother has had problems like this for years, but, we never expected to be like this. I stand in the dark room just looking at the bed that...
Tiny, Little lock, keeping a big secret...
depressed, empty, emotionless, nothingness... always going to the worlds turn, being brought wherever, whenever... while standing still. no feelings, only fear and despair... lonely, whatever will happen...
She Plays (Poem)
In the morning, she plays. The bow slides across the strings of the violin, sending crisp melodies through the air. Her soul leaps into the air, dancing upon light feet. At noon, she plays. She dances with a man. She did not know him,...
Short Stories: Why Exist? Part 4
Happiness, a thing I lacked thoroughly Sadness, a thing I felt deeply Wondering in a wanderer's path Wondering about my own wrath As I flew in the air of heavy thoughts I saw many grieves as huge spots As I viewed myself from the reflection I...
Unfair Weather
"It's raining out." "I'm sorry to hear that. The weather is pretty nice over here." "Awesome." I try to sound happy over the phone because I don't want him to know how afraid I am of getting struck by lightning, or even worse, never finding shelter....
Post Holiday Blues V
depression. from the sounds of things, jason had been suffering with it for a while. "how long have you felt like this?" i asked, trying to be careful not to pry too much into the _why_ of the situation. "since the end of the summer before last."