Nothing I can do
These are the thoughts and feelings i battle constantly; everyone around me seems draped in the grim shadows of depression sadness and fear, terror of what won't come, and here i sit, with a blank stare and an open heart.
Friendless
You see me smiling from the outside, But you don't see how I feel in the inside. I admit; I fake at being happy, But who can blame me? I have no one to talk to Not even my "friends". Oh why, oh why, do I try When nobody says "Hi." ...
Stripes
Chapter 1: In the Beginning "Mom? Mom?" I shout looking for my mom. I run into her room seeing room on fire. I run through the door and I see her bed on fire and the crib next to the bed is on fire, I look in shock and I run outside and the whole...
Going Away Parties are the Best
I received an invitation, To a delightful celebration. One where I'd meet, One where I'd greet, New friends and old. I rushed to the address, Looking a mess, Running through the doors, But all the room bore, Was a figure in all black, No...
The Lake
The dry grass rustled softly under my paws as I stepped from my car. The bitter night air burned my lungs as I took several deep breaths, the old forest smelt of earth and musk, colored with the cloying stench of decay. It took me several moments to...
Punishment
I hate how most everything i write comes out really depressing. this is based on a dream i keep having, so...
The Price of Life
The price for living in this world is pain and sorrow. Etched into your very being by those around you. They may say that they care for you, but it is all lies. Speaking to you in caring voices, and yet full of hate. They may say lean on me if you...
Forget about me.
Forget about me, Forget about the fun times, Forget the bad times, Forget what we had, Forget about what once was, Forget what we shared, Forget what I said, Forget that I was waiting, Forget about me.
If Only You Knew The Rain
Intellectual a poet,like i a pianist without a family a lover without a man of few words an expressionless soul a brilliant mind yet melancholy and tortured a quiet note an echo distant recluse abstracted content in his depressive
My Cell
I wrote this poem back in 2009-2010 when i was really sad and depressed. feeling better now but i think that this is one of my best works.
Nothing
The depression like a never ending decay causes pain and looms above every place you venture, following you like a shadow.
Paradox
Love is the main conduit for my "depression" and i know it for a fact. but it is mostly the lack of it that drives the deep and almost infinitive sorrow and angst that i feel more than i should.