DepressionAll I want from life is death,Depression4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so rob me now of my last breath.
To find relief from depression
is my only obsession.
So sing me to sleep
with your broken melody,
as I drift into a world unknown....
As You LeaveAS YOU LEAVEAs You Leave7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As now we drift amongst denial
toward our certain fall
Is it better to have loved and lost
than never loved at all?
For every stolen day with you
my heart clings to you more
But I have lost the ones I loved
too many times before
And though Ive put up barriers
to keep my heart held in
I fear that soon before you leave
you may have stole within
I can remember all those times
You said that you would stay
But now I stand alone, inert
and watch you walk away
A Reverie in RequiemA REVERIE IN REQUIEMA Reverie in Requiem7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I stand near the carved soil
And lower you to natures coil
A single teardrop rolls away
And embarks toward its decay
And with it rolls my thoughts to when
My heart was not so clandestine
My outlook not so wrought with fears
My eyes filled with much more than tears
When at my side you stood so tall
And picked me up when I would fall
You held me high when I was low
And taught me what Id need to know
And now so many years have past
Its near a decade since I last
Heard your voice or felt your touch
Yet still I long for it so much
Passed 8th Oct 1999
Scribed 14th Sep 07
Understanding MeUnderstanding Me4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Have you seen my scars?
How many have you seen?
Do you know how I got them?
Do you know what they mean?
Do you know how it feels,
To truly hate yourself,
To be afraid to open up,
Though you know that you need help?
Have you ever felt the pain,
Of being left behind,
As one by one your friends disappear
And dark thoughts fill your mind?
Have you ever confided in,
A friend you thought was true,
Only to realize you scared her away,
And she no longer talks to you?
Have you ever blamed yourself,
For simply being you,
For all those stupid things,
You always seem to do?
Have you ever been called ugly,
By some guys you barely knew,
And started to believe,
That what they said was true?
Do you ever wonder,
That if you were not there,
If those people you call friends,
Would notice or even care?
If you looked into my eyes,
Could you understand,
That all I've ever needed,
Was for you to hold my hand?