Depression

Something to think about

Sitting in my darkness
Where no one ever see's
My petty whispering soul
Living as nothing but a dream

My head is full of maggets
With burrows in my bones
And little catepillars that have made a splendid home in these deep holes

I sit there in my sorrow
With gnawing in my head
Looking at the lives of all my friends

Their lives are happy
With twinklings and fires
With running and screaming
And fireflys too

Cookouts in the summer
And coco in the winter
Flowers with bright colors in the spring
Autum with its festive fires of color

Well my darkness is very cold
I dont get these hot summers
My darkness has no fireflys
Just me and my catepiller maggots

My darkness is my comfort
Its the only one who understands
My longings and wishes
That lye dormit beneath the skin

I wish to be alight
With fires all aglow
But alas with these fair wishes
My darkness is my home

Reviews

[FlaLover]

Very nicely written. The despair is beautifully described. Relatable to many, I'm sure.

[Alucard6336]

Beautiful poem. I really rathered enjoyed it. You have a good talent I hope to see more from you. :)

And yeahz I know it's a sad poem, but it is well written and visual. Very nice.

[DaVoid]

dark and comfortable poem. Feels like home sometimes. A place to rest.
I feel this one. Hold on.

thanks for sharing.