Ceres Arietis

Senses - Poem by Ceres Arietis

Depression -
It tastes like salty tears,
And smells like mucus clogging.
It feels like drowning,
And sounds like midnight sobbing;
It looks - like puffy eyes.
Depression -
It tastes like regrets,
And smells like failure.
It feels like being torn apart, inside out,
And sounds like screaming into a pillow;
It looks - like dwelling…on yesterday.
Depression -
It tastes like overeating,
And smells like vomiting it back up.
It feels like nobody cares,
And sounds like nobody does;
It looks - like those corrupted, yellow teeth.
Depression -
It tastes like a need for pain and control,
And smells like that familiar irony musk.
It feels like cold metal gliding,
And sounds like a slow, thick dripping;
It looks - like cut flesh and pools of blood.

Topic(s) of this poem: abandoned, control, depression, sadness, self harm

Comments about Senses by Ceres Arietis

  • Rod Mendieta (5/19/2017 12:41:00 PM)

    I thought this was brilliant and can't see where anyone can say it's over-written, though I'd be interested to hear Mr. Carter's specific recommendations. (Report) Reply

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  • Jefferson Carter (5/19/2017 10:56:00 AM)

    Ceres, some good images here but over-written. Sometimes, less is more.

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    Let me know what you think. Yrs, JC
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 19, 2017

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