What builds and breaks
what fears do shake
and in the hollow shift
the blanket moans and rote cries
sleeping soundly with our lies
this nightmare begins as I wake
sorrow pouring in
finger tremble length from the trigger
depression strides and struts it’s stuff on stage
growing larger in the silence of spilling tears
banked memories rekindle flames
dark journeys play out
crippling self doubt
need to touch, to feel, to know
but only the pain crashes down
smothering hope’s reaching hand

One thought on “Isolation

  1. emdimensional July 10, 2016 / 7:33 pm

    This captured the crippling weight of depression all too closely. Too many days like this…. I’m surrounding you with love. (And your writing is sublime, even in darkness.)

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