The mind exits the head, the heart is being drained. This short and sweet poem from markul comes from the she book. We had bullets whizzing past our softened flesh.
Many Of Our Most Famous Poets Suffered From Depression.
“here we go again, you’re driving me round the bend. “it was not death, for i stood up” by emily dickinson. A short poem about mental health on april 05, 2019 get link;
Most Of All, Depression Is Not You.
Summer’s sweet sugar spoils, turns bitter, rotting in the heat, and dehydrated from holding out false hope. Inside me, eating at my innards. Let me know what you think.
You Taught Me To Exist Without Gratitude.
Little hands grip tight to nothing. Kisses on the cheek were invisible. Regardless, the message to take away from the poem is the same:
We Struggle To Find The Courage, The Strength.
Hi dan, i am impressed with your poems. Looking in the glass that makes you myself. The world keeps moving as you play on repeat.
Tired Of Being Controlled, Placed In A Box, Wrapped In A Bow.
I look forward ti hearing from you. The slick black silver gripping onto the suspiciously branded secular walls. We lean on our loved ones.
