Available
One phone call – two calls, three
How long can I ignore the screech?
How long ’til I join it in a scream?
I’m not available.
As I type this
My phone twitches from convulsions –
Even the inanimate
Can be burdened
With illness from the constant
Contact and calling… Continue reading “Midnight Depression Collection Pt. V”
Without Meaning
Locked away and
Re-taught to be an adult –
One week at a time
A slow ease into being ‘healthy’.
Normal is a far hike
For one of our kind
Average is a step that
Looks like a leap
That lands you
Over a cliff. Continue reading “Midnight Depression Collection Pt. IV”
The Novelties of Perspective
I’ve been wearing my sheep’s clothing
For so long now, I’ve forgotten what
Lies beneath
Let sleeping dogs lie,
Let sheep-like people hide,
Lest ye discover that they be wolves. Continue reading “Midnight Depression Collection Pt. III”
Delusions
God, I miss you.
I miss you. God.
You’ve hurt me in
Ways I could’ve never
Imagined.
I think I may have imagined
All the ways you hurt me.
It was never real,
If you were never real.
Can the fake leave you
Scarred? Continue reading “Midnight Depression Collection Pt. II”
My
Everything I used to write
Was either for you,
Or, later,
About you.
I cut you out of
My life. Continue reading “Midnight Depression Collection Pt. I”
I wish I could write a happier song:
With a mellow melody and a catchy chorus,
But joy always leaves me voiceless,
And the lyrics feel like I’m forcing ’em. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #207 – Icarus Wings”
Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Regret”
I’m numb
and I miss who I Was.
who I am is
Acting a part of a role,
I no longer remember.
a faded, flawed caricature Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #39 – Caricature”
Blank ceiling silently staring down
at me
Lying motionless
lethargic
apathetic
static
It’s all white noise
Empty and colorless
What reason is there to continue?
No one gets the dreams they pursue
No one loves the people they do
No one enjoys the path they choose Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #31 – Shell”
I don’t know how to ask
For the help I desperately
need
To help me move past
the past me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #26 – Now.”
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