Poetry Blogs (anger)
When people ask me how I'm doing I want to tell them the truth.
That my depression is the captor I can not escape from.
That my heart longs for the attention I don't sustain.
That my ears burn waiting for you to tell me you feel the same.
I want to tell you that depression has invited anxiety over.
Yes... that is the third time this week. Thanks for noticing.
Tuesday 11th February 2020 10:23 pm
agile mind dimmed by the drugs
they say shes a dopewhore; she fucks all the plugs
no one to care for her, shes losing her mind
but deep down inside theres a loving soul you'll find
scared of her shadow shes been badly abused
covered in makeup so you cant see that shes bruised
turned to the gang because it was the only thing left
but it wasnt what it seemed full of lies and ful...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 11:42 am
like a regenerating grande
blowing up when my wires are frayed
the time ticks down before my explosion
each timethe flames show my past of corrosion
everything around me is blown away
taking ahold of saint things as prey
"save yourself and leave"
they say ill never change so dont beleive my pleads
so i sit alone in the tragedy of war
my everything in pieces, my heart on ...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 11:03 am
It's all I can do
To sit up and gaze upon your beauty
As you lay there
Your chest rising
Once rugged hair now
glistening and twinkling
As the moonlight catches
And I sigh
You're in so deep now
The streaks of silken hair rise and fall
With every breath
I turn next to your face
Lined with the beauty of age
And I quietly observe
The flare o...
Monday 6th January 2020 9:31 pm