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Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
I think about you daily
Perhaps too much, maybe
Do you think of me as I do for you?
I’m lost without Us and my days are blue
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
I have a dilemma in heart and mind
My brain to me is so unkind
Do I suppress my evil thoughts
With a measly prescription, store bought?
I’m staying strong for him
But some days depression wins
And my anger bubbles up
So instead I wash it down with a cup
Of water and a little nauseating pill
It’s blue and powerful, it often makes me ill
I worry to start again
Because I could barely stop back then
It’s not worth the toll
So I flush them down the toilet bowl
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
There were cracks of light through darkness
But the rain it still came through
There’s no more need to worry
Because now my light is you
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
There are days I could leave this behind
Pack up and go with clear conscience and mind
Yet as time ticks away I still stay
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
Do you ever wonder
if the painter
tires of his colors?
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
My sword is bent
and my shield is shattered
My armor is cracked
and my heart is battered
Eleanor Sinclair Jan 2019
“Love? People love what they can take from you or they love how you make them feel about themselves; but they don’t love you”

An interesting concept indeed
This human made emotional greed
I think you loved me, I do
But I think I was temporary to you
That’s alright though
I guess in the end we reap what we sow
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