Depression
Twinges of familiar sadness
Threaten to overpower my very being
Can I truly be unseen?
Perhaps I never wanted them to intervene
Silence is all I can give you now
As I absorb all of my thoughts
They rot in my very soul. . .
They burn me into gruel and nothingness
I feel the urge to sleep
To somehow escape the. . .depression
That is exactly what it is
I cannot escape it
I don't want to try. . .
I guess I want to be alone
Yet somehow my soul is screaming for your comfort
That you never give
I just don't want to live. . .
It can truly be unseen
Somehow I know that is what I want
But not what I expect. . .
Sad, isn't it?
Low as low can be
I never wanted these feelings
These feelings wanted me. . .
4-29-13
*not sure if this should be a rhyme or free-verse...it's a bit sporadic..*
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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