Friday.
Skin wet from heaven’s cries...
when I last slipped up-
It was like black-ice...
Depression is real
weird thoughts live in my head...
Locked up in this cage I call my mind,
Walls are closing in and I’m feeling confined...
I walk on the street of this town
unadorned and unfashioned...
In one day,
seasons spin...
Sometimes-
I imagine...
SomEtiMesIFeel (a written representation of the...
sometimesifeellikeidonthaveachoice...
Hushing whispers
Crashing around...
Things are okay
currently...
Depression is; a desert well of sand
no water drops are left to tear the pain...
I'm a fragment of broken pieces,
Here my heart lays still yet beating strong...