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Leave me in thought…
A letter to my mental health and lover.
A Poem | Epic/Lyric | Winter Blues
Winter solstice distraught.
Lousy focus—
Leaving me in dark. Lost in fraught.
Whilst,
Intentions decent!
I go through the motions as I…
Try.
Watch me, and my humility descend as tears fall from my bloodshot, yet gleaming, and hazy, grey eyes.
Slippery slope —
my tears fall with hope.
Translucent in decline.
Sliding down my frosting, rose bitten cheeks. I must be careful not to weep.
Dodging, fleeing; going to extremes!
My tears may freeze — everyone will see!
I’ll have no words left to speak.
For only Gods know why, I’m expected not to cry after all this time.
Yes, I hibernate, frequently.
Tip toeing around being lazy, and incomplete.
Trying
To sort out my mess of depression, repression — all residual bits of a past vs. present, like all those shards of glass broken on our floor were representative to…
