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Lately my life feels like
A road leading nowhere
And that's exhausting...
Just hanging by a thread here...
My spirit yearns to
Leave this godforsaken
City for good

To build a couzy chalet
Hidden somewhere
Amidst the alps

And to watch the
Seasons change while
Playing guitar on the porch
With my dogs at my feet

So why does a quiet life
Keeps getting away from me?
Maybe it's just not meant to be...
Of all your misdeeds
The only one I'll never forgive
Is how easy you forgot about me
Maybe you're just a natural...
A depressive episode
Is a terrible experience
But once you're through
All the chaos and despair
The aftermath can be
Even worse...

Every color fade
Like you're watching life
Through an analog filter
While everyday tasks
Seem like climbing
Mount Everest

But we keep going
We somehow accomplish
Our extraordinary ordinary
Invisible little struggles
Just to get through
Another day

And maybe that's enough
It's been 2 months since my last depressive episode...
You promised
A lifetime of poetry
Just to leave without
A single line
So I search for them in stollen verses...
It could never work
You were a duchess
While I was a fool

But what a pretty
Dream it was...
If only my blood was blue...
The Norns weren't kind
When they wove our fate
You were gone too soon
While I was left behind
To slowly fade
In memory of a dear friend...
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