“Wait for better days."
I hear it again and again...
It's been a while since my poetry
visited these dark chambers of my imprisoned...
Depression creeps into my mind
Like a subtle virus, starting slowly...
November 28, 2023.
I think it's coming again. I feel it in my body...
I could disintegrate with a gust of wind.
My bones and body feel brittle and hollow...
In the shadows I dwell,
Heartache I embrace...
The wind swirls around me,
Leaves raining down while the cyclone whispers...
It first started when in school
With her results from a test...
In the deep expanse of a boundless sea,
A jellyfish swam, lost in misery...
I feel like I want to write about
Someone who hates her own skin...
Silence overtakes a space once filled with...
Regret and fear now replace carefree laughter...
Has the mirror always
looked this bulbous and greasy...