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 Apr 2015 DaRk IcE
HOOPS11
It seems sometimes that depression has no cure,
you just can't be happy and people call you immature.
People just don't seem to realize that this won't go away overnight,
the thoughts and feeling hold onto you so tight.
People always think that everything's for attention,
but what they don't realize is that it's like you are stuck in an invention.
People just don't understand how this really feels,
they think that calling 999 would make all of this heal.
The truth is I am not the person I used to be,
I used to be happy and energetic which you just can't see.
I do my best to hold back and pretend,
like everything's okay and this will mend.
It's easy for people to say you'll get over it,
but they don't realize that all you want to do is quit.
You just can't bring yourself to think about the future,
because in moments like these you count yourself as the loser.
You can't sleep because you think about what happened,
this is not at all as you imagined.
But you know in your heart that you can get through this,
all the bad things that happened you just need to dismiss.
You just have to remember that your not the only person going through this struggle,
you know that you will find the light at the end of the tunnel.
YOU-ME,OR ANYBODY GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME.
Sun kissed lips
Glistening with passion
Trembling naivety
Luscious words drool
Yearning to be tasted
Sun kissed lips
Drops of honey
Makes the day sweeter
 Apr 2015 DaRk IcE
A Watoot
Broken
 Apr 2015 DaRk IcE
A Watoot
A howl of the wolf in this eerie night
Reminds me that I'm not alone in my wood cabin;
Yet I lay myself on the cold wooden floor
While salty liquids drop from my eye.

It roll down to my lips and I taste the bitterness.
I'm in my nightgown waiting for my heart to fix itself;
Yet it waits for you to come as the moon wans over again.
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 Apr 2015 DaRk IcE
Luna Craft
Spring
 Apr 2015 DaRk IcE
Luna Craft
I never thought much about the how the seasons change
It was a fact of life that seemed to float right past me
I never appreciated the change it could bring until I visited you
The place where your body rested under a stone name tag
Was colder then the spring air
So when I knelled to speak to you like I used to
I was shocked
Flowers had started to bud in the freshly dug soil
And it suddenly hit me that you were gone
Time wouldn't stop for you or I
And I had to start over
For the first time in years I wept like a child
I can no longer live in the shadows for I might wilt
So I'm sorry that I must go, I might never visit you again
But I need to find a place where I can bloom
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