Allow me to
Untrace
Every wretched step
Every damned decision
Every choice weighted
by fear
Let me rewrite
Each step
Each decision
Each choice
To end up anywhere
but here
I hear you,
My love
It’s a rabbit hole,
My dear.
Rabbit Hole
Tag depression
Black
I can’t even deal with my mood right now
That black dog
Nips my ankle and already I’m crippled
I fall down while terror drowns me
I let go of control I let go of everything
I’m at the mercy of the world’s pleasure
The stinking sun has no mercy it whips
My skin while I lie hopelessly there’s no
Shade there’s no water I close my eyes
Fight for consciousness until there’s nothing
Left.
That black dog.
He feels nothing. He simply walks away.
Tethered
Covered in dust
I have no say
Muddy anchors weigh me down
As I’m tethered
Tethered
Tightened
To the ground –
A black mood sours my frown
Wish Away
The sun woke me up, but I failed to find the light insight. Dark shadowed all the corners I could not see past dawn or day. I curled up tight and hid away, oh please can someone wave a wand? I wish away this pain and grief, this never-ending stinking well.
Depression
As much as I try to escape it
It creeps up on me, you know
I have nowhere to hide
I have nowhere to go
I feel so helpless
There is no hope
Black covers all
I see no light
In the dark
I give up the
Fight.
Sinking
I am sinking
Further further further down
Darkness surrounds me
It’s all around
I’m trying to breath
My air is cut
Joy is dead
I have nothing left
Stop pulling!
Don’t make me drown
Under under underneath
I’m gone
The Black Dog
The sun is rising
And yet it’s dark
The birds are singing
And still it’s stark
The sky is grey
When it should be blue
l feel I should be happy
But no, I’m like old glue
Yet life should be joyful
I gave so much
Yet the vacuum is imposing
I am my own crutch
The black dog is relentless
So insistent to be pattered
Another day has gone
It’s like it never mattered
(Anonymous Poet)
Lead Me
My pain is a delicate globe, carefully held between my hands.
I will use it to channel energy, sharpen focus, and to change.
My sorrow is nudging me. Am I listening?
Speak! I am here, my eyes can see, my ears can hear. My soul can feel.
I hear you. I am not afraid.
Sadness open the way! Lead me and I will go.
No Right
I have no right to feel as black as I do
I have no right to see no light
When birds sing me awake
After a quiet night
I have no right.
Poems and Petals 