give me lemon to ****
yellow zest

wake me up
cool me down with - blue sky

the Sea calm
mirror mind

green pasture
crisp apple

honey dripping
drowned sugared.

Those who know me, have read the words I've written in black ink and can physically see me
Have told me
Though my writing is depressing
And my suicidal thoughts obsessing
Have mentioned that glimmer of hope that hides behind my demons screeching inside
I feel like Pandora at times
While darkness reigns the depths of my mind,
There's Hope
Trapped within.
I'm letting go of that hope.
There's nothing for me,
No future,
No dreams,
No possibilities,
Absolutely Nothing.
Because I'm nothing and the only thing that will fulfill me is the fact that one day I'll stop breathing.

you can play at it
and that's ok

but comes a time
perhaps

when playing
takes a back seat

and that's ok
too