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It's like you saw my insides,
You saw my aching pain,
You said all these nice and sweet thing,
Then you shut everything out
And then I knew you were pretending.
To feel good
I must indulge;
To be good
I must abstain.
Like cemetary paths,
Everything is circular
And everlasting.
 Jan 2015 Kimberly Rose
AP
I can write well again,
Because I can feel it again.
It's been an awkward few months away from you,
I wasn't sure how to act when you were gone,
I interrupted our relationship with a psychologist and something called a positive outlook.
But now that I'm back looking up at the light rather down at the darkness,
I can tell you its a much quicker fall down than it is the long climb back up.
Welcome back depression.
Just enough light peaks through to the bottom of the pit so I'm able to see clear enough to write this
 Jan 2015 Kimberly Rose
AP
you inhale more smoke
taking more small steps to death
to feel more alive
 Jan 2015 Kimberly Rose
AP
lay numb in the snow
gazing at your future home
waiting for release
#haiku #sad #depression #pain #thoughts #death
 Jan 2015 Kimberly Rose
em
Jesus...
 Jan 2015 Kimberly Rose
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stop setting me up
for redemption,
sometimes i just
want to burn off
my own sins.
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