(2014)
#DepresionEnfermedad
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
A palomino gallops Beside the highway Look out the window Rides over green hills Through yellow flowers
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
He says I could never Get away with murder For I leave Pieces of me everywhere
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
Clinical smells Polite strangers The only thing worse Than being here Is to not be able
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand