D Baby Bey

D Baby Bey Oct 2018

I wish things weren't
black and white
i find myself
so often
in the gray spaces
in-between

#blackandwhite

D Baby Bey Oct 2018

Rain pummels against the pavement of my skull.
So loud is this silence, like static on my tv.
White noise floods the every corner of my brain.
I slide out of people's lives as quickly as I come into them.

should this be longer? An unfinished thought...

#alone #deserted #dunce #static

D Baby Bey Oct 2018

NC

Thirsty waters,
lapping at the shoreline.
on those salty beaches,
of my sweet, sweet, Caroline.
The melting horizon,
pools in the bay.
From the grey clouds of storm,
sending down their rain.
Wet and heavy clothes,
stick against our skin.
But feet, light and merry,
running in the sand.

#beaches #rain #running #shoreline

D Baby Bey Oct 2018

quicksand

in a mud pit.
around my ankles, saddled,
slowly advancing.
Moving is a lot of effort.
tired, I just want to lie yet
and let me sink.
low,
low,
low.
more into this swamp.
my body becomes numb.
extreme pressures,
now around my ribs
suppress breathing attempts.
this mist fills my brain and,
I cannot even whisper...

I just want to lie in bed all day. but it only makes things worse.

#depression #quicksand #lethargy

D Baby Bey Sep 2018

melting limbs

I am not myself;
not in form...
As I look on the past
and see someone else.
So, I understand
is the fate of me now.
I am an energy,
hovering within
this entity.
But it is not me.

D Baby Bey Sep 2018

Hands

Like marble
eloquently crafted.
These sturdy, and tough,
telling of a their labor.
Yet soft, and gentle touches
midst calloused skin,
Doest his hands display.

#hands #marble

D Baby Bey Sep 2018

Stillness

Who am I in the stillness,
when things get quiet.
With nothing to divert to.
When it's only me, and I,
in the empty spaces.
The personas, dropped.
I find myself reaching.
For something, anything.
I can't bear to be alone.
I'm addicted to distractions.
The sober silence scares me.
Who am I in the stillness?

Am i just so empty?
grasping at anything to feel full.
Am I afraid of who I've become?