Lately when asked, how are you I respond with words no longer living.
passion, romance, affection, acceptance
...
Know me
how could you know me
this wall, so big, gigantic it seems
with each brick I built this wall around me
...
I fly so high euphoric I'd say
with manic Marilyn leading the way
Sex and seduction Marilyn climbs
she's out of control for weeks at a time
...
I was born on August 25th
so that makes me a Virgo
I have no idea what that actually means
I am 5ʼ6"
...
My depression is a shapeshifter
One day it's as small as a firefly in the palm of a bear
The next it's the bear
On those days I play dead until the bear leaves me alone
...
You are the blood in my veins,
the beat within my heart,
the rhythm to my body,
and the spark within my soul.
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Depression
Lately when asked, how are you I respond with words no longer living.
passion, romance, affection, acceptance
I am alive by choice at this point. I wonder often; if the gun that will unmake me is yet made, what baleful birth will bury me,
How many bullets, like a flock of blackbirds, will come carry my depression to its final bed.
Which photo will be used to water down my blood. Today I did not die and there is no god or law to thank the bullets missed my head,
and landed in another. Today I passed a mirror and did not see a body, instead a suggestion, a debate,
a blank post-it note there looking back.
I haven't enough room to rage and weep. I go to cry and each tear turns to steam.
I say "I matter" and a cold ghost hand appears over my mouth.
Thankyou I hope all is well you should write