Unwanted Guest[Unwanted Guest]Hello again, depression.I can't say that you were missed.Just when I thought I was rid of you.You had to ruin my achievement.Oh, you've brought friends with you?Surpressed memories and feelings.Isn't that just great?We have a gloomy gathering, now don't we?I have to admit,You're timing was spot on.When my protective wall Of optimism was down,You slit through undetected.You've already unpacked, I see.How long are you planning on staying this time?Fine, whatever.Just try to keep to yourself....
Not What You Think[Not What You Think]Laying in bed,is where it always happens.while covered by sheets and blankets,the feelings increase.In the mind,the thoughts arise.Pressure in the veinssteadily increases.Rate of the beatingmuscle rises.Thoughts and contemplationsrace at dizzying speeds.Pores are openingand perspiration escapes.Contractions quickenas the lungs respire.Gasping breath releasedwhile the apogee occurs.Eye tightly closeas muscles relax.Bodily fluids freedand liberated.Consciousness fadesas care is absent.Acuate insturmentcoated in red.True feelingsnow revealed.Acknowledged existenceno longer present.
Break The Chain[Break The Chain]Sitting alone,mind aimlessly wondering.Stray thoughtspass freely.Visons are gazed upon.Sounds are regocnized.The unwanted cerebrationspresent themselves.Clouding judgement,obscuring decision,disturbing choice.Each coupled together.Like a chainin the mind.Connected to the priorand to the following.Each link trails the next,growing in strength.The thoughts arelike anchors.Not allowing yourattention to escape.The anchor pullingyou deeper and further.Attempts to break the linksall but succeed.These thoughts are nowyour focal point.The mind's focusprogressing into disorientation.Never ceasing.Never halting.Never breaking.
We Hate You[We Hate You]My mind hates you for all the games you've played.My eyes hate you for all the times you've turned away.My ears hate you for all the lies you've told them.My arms hate you for all the times you've kept yourself out of their reach.My lungs hate you for all the air you've stolen from them.My heart hates you for all the beats you've made it skip.My stomach hates you for all the dead butterflies you left it.My feet hate you for all the miles you've made them run to try and reach you.
Versions Of A Life[Versions Of A Life]I lie in bed, dreaming of my life.I see a beautiful canvas. Can you see it?It is painted with many hues and shades.But there is a space that is unpainted.Can you use your beautiful brush strokes and make the painting of my life complete?I see the book that holds the pages and chapters of my life. Can you read it?There are so many pages filled with written feelings and emotions.But there is a chapter missing.Can you use your beautiful words and complete the book of my life?I can see the puzzle of my life. Can you see it?There are thousands of pieces displaying joy and sadness.But there is a piece missing.Can you place down the last piece and make the puzzle of my life complete?I see myself with my friends and family. Can you see us?I am among dozens of people who love and care for me.But I still feel alone.Can you stand beside me and be the one to complete my life?