Lamps hang over a
Ray-less  
Backdrop that saturates &
Mirrors above to reflect
Billions of distant souls
Bleeding love
Crying out
Not to be heard

                          Their soft glimmer shimmers
                                         Over us in the dimness

One day we might welcome
A new way to see
Everything we thought
We knew
Could be

Far-off fantasies fly in technicolor skies
Velocity drives a ship to new heights
On the edge of the multiverse nothing
Can be heard of distant voices far off in space

The thing about depression is that it collapses time,

You find your days blending together to create one endless and suffocating loop,

So you find yourself trying to remember the things that made you happy

But slowly, your brain begins to erase every moment that ever brought you joy

And eventually, all you can think about is how life has always been this way,

And will only continue to be this way

What the...?
woke up and it's winter
not a glint from or a glimpse
of the sun
the sum total being
I'm staying in bed.

Not rising for coffee
nor to be fed
not playing anymore
just staying in bed.

I can put up with a lot of things
but winter brings much more
like
Jack Frost scratching patterns on
the windows
and the door is always closed
and it's cold and damp
and I get cramp
and
and
and I can't think of another and.

Wake me in July when the sky is
blue and clear
two sugars in my coffee
I'll be here
'cause I ain't moving yet.