Written at 11:40 pm on 02/28/2015.
© L.J. Slaferek
The Sound of Nothing What sound does Nothing make? The sound of quiet A soothing sound Or a lonely one?
The smile hides the tears The laugh conceals the pain The jokes save them from his suffe… “I’m fine” he says “I’m okay” he says
I am drowning In fire And burning In water. The fire embraces me in a cold whi…
Dim, grim, dark nights For thoughts to grow And darken even further still Sad, twisted, angry thoughts Swirl in the blackness that
My hopes have turned into air I simply could not care Spring is here My time is near Depression’s terrible snare
Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither
Clear (Blurred) thoughts Crystal (Glazed) vision Fluffy (Misty tears) cloud Joy (Blood) boils up Heart soars (off a cliff)
Depression is... Like a towering mountain, On my back Like my shadow, Always there, always dragging me d…
He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands
The words on the pages blur Fading away in a mist A mist of tears, floods In a waterfall, Like so many drops of blood
Thoughts collapse Mind full of gaps Can’t escape Pain takes shape Cuts on a wrist
The Colours Are Almost Gone ‘Countless bursts of colours swim… Vivid explosions of expression That know no bounds That never had bounds
center WILL HE JUMP? HE STANDS THERE WAITING
You can’t see me My eyes are closed So you can’t look into them Besides, your eyes are closed too. You can’t touch me
I can’t keep up this race, So bone-chillingly lonely, Still lingering in this cold place… I’ve had this dream before... Pain, agonizing pain strikes again…