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Depression

The Girl With a Dream

The empties are all around us They walk and talk like confidence But that is simply to fool us   People consumed by pettiness They care more for appearance The newest style, The coolest friends,   Love to them is... Continue Reading →

Deadbeat Deadlift

When I see you, I want to lift you. Hard body smooth under my rough hands, your cold accepting my heat, you make me (k)ne(a/e)d you. But your soul is heavy in my hands; I adjust my grip and strain... Continue Reading →

Happy Yet?

Driving through a downpour In a Texas suburb I pass Cookie cutter houses Probably with Cocoa butter hand soap; No different than the next family All controlled handily By societal expectations of happiness.   Birth - life - death, School... Continue Reading →

Sweet Nothing

He lays on the table, unable to move. Awake and aware and scared, eyes rove around the room frantically looking for something to find but there’s nothing. They open him, painlessly and wordlessly extricating, cataloging the contents of his soul.... Continue Reading →

Somnambulant Sycophant

When I turn from the ambivalent night I know that my sycophant might Send apoplectic demons to fight My narcoleptic courage, Their hectic action, My mind's septic putrefaction. Would this mess end If my rigorous discipline lessened? Like Ouroboros's absolution... Continue Reading →

Tragic Desire

One of life's greatest tragedies Is that you can't choose Your desires. You can be what you want But not want what you are. Work your whole life to get there Only to find you now want here not there.... Continue Reading →

Reservoir

Let's find out if I can write a third poem in under an hour to make up for not writing any over the weekend!   I came to the conclusion the other day (with some help) That I'm open about... Continue Reading →

Dark Repose

He looks tranquil in his dark repose, Thoughtful maybe, peering into space. But do you suppose Again he'll turn, the world to face?   It's behind the mask, Where he lets nobody see That you can finally ask Do you... Continue Reading →

Chronic Recovery

After I first "beat" depression, I liked to tell people that no matter how bad things seem, there was a light at the end of the tunnel. I had survived the suicide attempts, I had stopped hurting myself, I had... Continue Reading →

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