Shattered to pieces
I'm on the floor.

In the shadows lurks a
heart of stone, cold and
sharpe it cuts me deep.

Now I am all alone
with my heart of glass,
fragile and bruised I fought
to break free.

Pieces of memories from broken
ideas of a love lost to the shadows
hardened like steel and just as cold.

Love you brought me cold steel
and a heart of stone.

You forgot to love me,
you left me in the cold
damp shadows of your
shameless treason.

Doubt is the ultimate treason
against love and faith.

Like a cold breeze on my check,
you came frozen and hard and
you came to blame me.

Nothing can melt your frozen heart.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

Just around the corner lives my
shadow, it's a wonderer of time a
creative design made up in my own mind.

Senses reach out, beyond the boundaries of my imagination
I fly alongside my creativity.

For a long time... I floated in my mind space, lost to realities touch.

But the other shadows came in and
sat for awhile, gave me a line of
communication, I became a vibration slowly changed my frequency until it hit me.

The pills flowed through my veins,
counseling became my best friend,
depression became personal, anxiety
became fragile.

I started out cracked like porcelain,
the pieces of my mind slowly became more defined and easier to control as mine.

Like a puppet on a string people tried to define me and mold me, but
I broke the mold and they were forced to let me go. I oozed all over the place until I was free from the mold they built for me.

I am bent, bumpy and porous, my joints creek like a chores with broken strings and holy drums, crack smack pop!
Let's Rock! 🤘

Welcome to my weird mind,
I am made from a unique design.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

I’ve been sailing on dark waters for awhile, I lost the paddles awhile ago.

Row, row here we go…

The Sea, did it lose me or
did I get lost out in the crashing expressions now it’s flooding the boat?

I’m bobbing on these waves,
riding the crashing emotional
damages I’ve carried with me.

Until I am drowning in the toe,
rolling over me; my body turning to foam.

Foam deep, the waters are choking me.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

Your kisses were sweet like
salt water taffy, they lingered
on my mind for awhile.

Sadly like seasons things change.

The fall came, love turned brown
and yellow, it's leafs dead and
blew away.

The sweatiness of your kisses went
sour, now it lingers for awhile.

Soured kisses are left behind.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

Looking down the barrel of a telescope made of time, slipping through space.

Would you be brave,
turn around and stay?

You rose through the ashes of battle
as time creeps slowly upon your heals.

Slipping time, strips layer by layer;
beam’s of energy fly from your
fingertips.

Bursts of light stream from your eyes, memories casting out into
the vast spaces in between
the layers of heaven, that’s
where you are.

We collide multiple times.

Star’s are born from the pressure.

Rocket through space you’ve got
mud on your face.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

Depression has no grace,
no dignity for it's victims.

I once was like water,
I flowed so easily
I moved mountains with
my pressure,
I surfed the biggest waves,
I climbed the highest peaks,
I flew like a bat.

Only to fall hard.

Like a fly,
I was caught in the struggle
caged in the dreadful pain.

Depression is like a spider,
it waits in the shadows,
in its web it traps its victims.

I'm struggling in the web of depression.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton

Like a small ripple in an ocean,
I am a weave in motion.

I am building my sea of commotion
with compassion and chaos by
my side.

Slowly I grow from a tiny drop into
a larger pool.

I'm fighting with madness
the shadow of passed regrets
follow me.

I'm barely afloat my boat has a hole,
I am slowly sinking. I am afraid
I might get flushed down the drain.

Please help me! Here I go again...

Alice did you forget about me?

I can barely see the light at the end
of the tunnel, it's so far up I am still
falling.

Will I fade into nothing into a haze
of painful memories?

I keep ducking because the
memories keep coming.

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton