My creativity intertwined
With my depression
All the way it goes
to the very bottom
And there they sit
at the bottom of the world
twisted like lovers
As I sit looking on
With death by my side
More beauty
The world never held
To my eyes
Than from a well worn spot
With an old friend
At the bottom of the world.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
My creativity intertwined
With my depression
All the way it goes
to the very bottom
And there they sit
at the bottom of the world
twisted like lovers
As I sit looking on
With death by my side
More beauty
The world never held
To my eyes
Than from a well worn spot
With an old friend
At the bottom of the world.