Transitional Step into function Breathing patterns of normalcy As simultaneous thoughts Set your place At the table We sit We laugh And when all else fails We cry Give me more Serve me a big pile of nothing With a side of regret Your breath reveals messages Written on the nape Of my neck As the pain sets in Life Life is painful we all constantly hate it. it throws us around without apology; It gives us things we don't want, tears out the inside of the deepest part of our souls without warning; And it teaches us. it gives beautiful opportunities and the chances for love and joy, without fail. troll away if you want, i honestly couldnt care less
thanks, this is just random things I've written during my depressive episodes, I found a cache of random musings and poems
In Passing Like the cool morning air You moved in softly slowly Awakening my senses billowing like the fog blocking the sun you approached with my silent song vibrations pounding through the air like drums of war I called you with your young heart and disingenuous gaze burning through my bones deep deep down closer with your fanciful stories and absolutes calling back to me in code clasping hands in prayer eyes forward closer still with your worth and your wares peddling them like trinkets in the market selling it giving it away And i listen foolishly like a mute lark singing my silent song again and again
im guessing bipolar from the way you said depressive episode... a lot of the good people seem to be anyway o.0