Thank you for your help
Helping me face a sad day
You said it with words

The sky grows darker
My mood seems to fit right in
Oh moon where are you

Celebrate with me
The full moon is on the run
Let's  dance in her light

Sometimes I get so
mad at me
I feel like a fat teddy bear
But instead of hugging
I want to pull my
Stuffing out
But then I realize
What I'm  made of
And who made me

My brain's a puzzle -
and my feelings

the pieces

As the days get deeper
So does the hole

People start losing their unique ****** qualities
The objects in your house become dull clutter
Monday morphs into Tuesday and Tuesday morphs into Wednesday and Wednesday morphs into Thursday and
All of a sudden you don’t know what day it is.

The only thing that doesn’t lose its edge
Are the words that pump out from your lung,
to vibrate from your vocal cords,
then are fine tuned from your larynx,
and emanate from your articulators.
Those are the words that stuff me deeper into the hole.

Sometimes it’s not words
but actions
That burry me under and into the darkness.

This hole I speak of,
***** you in and won’t let you out
Until you’ve admitted defeat
And hell,
You’ll never live to see the day that

I, Admit Defeat.

There are so many beautiful stars in the sky but sometimes when you just focus on one, the rest fade out of view