Depression is; a desert well of sand
no water drops are left to tear the pain...
Pink baby blues
I sit here with a tear...
This rose demands no favour from my heart
Toils daily, yet finds no fault in me...
People change
They switch lanes...
Commotion
Heats up...
I find myself in this habitation,
Unsure how I ended up in this tomb...
Mirror, mirror on the wall
was I always meant to fall...
I spent each waking moment building something I...
but when I finished I could see that what I built...
I've secluded myself.
Bedridden for almost two years...
It's the simplest activities in life,
That are somehow becoming much more complicated...
I just have to write,
The urge has been in my heart and fingers for a...
If you see me
Weak...