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Oct 2015
staring out the windows
full of grey, black, or maybe even nothing
a cloud hanging over my head with it's woes
consistently reminding me that i'm losing

this blurry feeling that i'm starting to know
please, please, help me release it
it's chained to me like a pile of ten feet high snow
it's trying to shatter me apart into tiny bits

a shadow just lurking around the corner
it doesn't care if you have no choice or road
it will just take you away for it has no border
and it will just keep getting cold then colder

i'm locked inside a cage of this depression
so no wonder there's no progression
its a seasonal thing for me, too
aesthenne
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aesthenne  Non-binary
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     ---, ---, DC raw love and Sanjukta Nag
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