Category: depression

Circles

Latched onto a beam of light
A ray in darkness
My prism is dirty
Though the light is pure,
The refractions are distorted

All my thoughts go in circles
“Did they understand this”
“Do they get that”
Am I only ever enough
Or do my presence break the light
Into shadows
Into no-light

Caught on a beam of bright
A warmth in sadness
My mind is filled
Am I smothering the heat
There’s a storm let inside.

All my thoughts go in circles
“Did I say enough”
“Did I say too much”
Am I all too much
Or am I dosing the fire
With unnecessary
Extra words

30 pieces

These pangs of despair,
Coins of anxiety.
How many sips
Of sobriety
‘Fore my soul declare-
This is enough.
You’ve had enough!

Thirty pieces deep.
Cut by the void in me.
As I hurl insecurities
At the world.

This hopeless affair,
Pieces of impurity.
Trickling blood of
My insecurity,
makes me solitaire.
This is enough.
I’ve had enough.

Thirty pieces deep.
Cut by the void in me.
I feel but obscurities
In my soul.