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Jared Vincent Jul 2015
Those moments in life
Where you just can't breathe
So you start from the trunk
And climb high on the trees
Hoping for a break
Or at least a release
Just something to calm down
Just try to be free

Anxiety has a hold on me
And it's not alone
Depression is its brother
And I'm on my own

It's a 2 vs 1
And I'm losing the fight
Got the scripts from my doc
And I think I just might

But when it comes down to it
That'll never be me
I've stuck with it this long
So why should I leave

Home isn't home
But the worlds there to discover
Maybe It'll get better
When I find that special other
216 · Apr 2016
Keeping on
Jared Vincent Apr 2016
I feel the retreating warmth of the Sun's glow as it hides away beneath the horizon. The bitter cold of darkness sets in, as if all happiness has been subsided. No distractions, no comforting sound, no joy. Just a void of despair. Lost within the endless boundaries, I am but a small fish in the ocean, pulled in all directions from the sea's currents. Without guidance, I am lost. When all hope seems to fade, a bright light shines it's warmth. The path becomes clear and forward I march on. No longer am I cold. No longer am I joyless. No longer am I lost.

— The End —