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You feel
the need
to fill
the need
to feel.
10word poem
 Oct 2015 Nicky
Poetic Thoughts
Sometimes I feel like a wrong answer someone blurted out by accident, I’m awkwardly hanging in the air, wrong and stupid, hoping someone else will come in with the right answer and save me from the embarrassment of myself
#wrong #accident #depression #embarrassment #saveme
 Oct 2015 Nicky
penn
Solitude
 Oct 2015 Nicky
penn
Solitude is my friend
Doctor says  I can't be alone
It is not that I am not able to
It's more like I should not be allowed to
Because in Solitude I found a friend.

She's always there when no one's around
Solitude is nice to me
I tell her things I don't tell to anyone,
I do things with her,
That no one could imagine.

When I reach out to her
Even if I don't seek for her
She's there
She's my bestest friend and my baddest fear.

She tells me things,
She tells me things to keep me with her,
She says my friends are my enemies,
She says my relatives wouldn't understand me like she does..

She says...

And I listen
And I understand
And I have no option

I believe her
Because she's there with me, my Solitude.

My loneliness,
And here I am again
Caught up in her vortex,
Writing her a love poem..

But not all endings are happy
My doctor keeps reminding me.
 Oct 2015 Nicky
agnes
shall i ever leave this place?
shall i ever learn to run?
shall i ever climb the window?
shall i ever cross a lake?
shall i ever dig the ground?
shall i ever drive them away?
shall i ever give up?
 Oct 2015 Nicky
sanch kay
every day, speak a little less
reduce the number of words you say from half to
ten less, and then none at all.

Don't forget to be soft.
Kiss your mountaintop goodbye for
one last sunrise and descend
into the night
where it's quiet
like you should be.

one by one, pull back towards yourself
the orbs of energy you've left
bouncing around you in the
atmosphere.
be their chalice
one last time
and watch them burn out.

and when you're reduced to
dying ashes and deathly whispers
a strong voice will suddenly falter
and they wonder -
*didn't we once know a ... ?
loud no more. i apologise for all the trouble caused.
 Oct 2015 Nicky
Storm Raven
We are dancers,
Teardrops form a sad melody,
Forsaken in the crying woods of death,
Missery and sorrow join us.
We are dancers,
You and me,
Our sadness forms the beat,
Dancers of the national ballet of depression.
We are dancers,
You and me.
Just trying something
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