There is a darkness in me
and perhaps it lives in you too.
It is though I am made of
the darkest shade of blue.
The Darkest Shade of Blue
Tag: depression
Monster
The monster in my head planted a seed
and it grew inside of me like weeds.
It fed off of me, fed off of my misery.
It created anxiety
that I’d never experienced before.
It attached itself to my mind
and it was there to stay.
It was my master
and I was the slave.
Hurricane
I am a hurricane
rather than a breeze.
I am crashing waves
rather than a calm sea.
I am toxic
rather than pure.
I am a disease
rather than a cure.
Aching Soul
When will my breaking heart
and my aching soul heal?
It seems like a lifetime ago
since I spread a smile
that I could actually feel.
Falling Apart
My days had started to
p a s s b y
with no meaning at all.
I’d turned like the leaves
in the winter
and began to
f
a
l
l.
Salt Water
They say salt water
heals wounds,
it is good for the skin.
If only I could
open my mind
and pour some in.
Perhaps it would make
me feel something
normal again.
Addicted To Hurt
Words For The Soul 