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Sep 2013
Each day taking a moment, a breath,
I feel my throat tighten, I feel the world skip away.
I try to look, look back to a moment when my world felt safe.
when these moments come, it's hard to see through these burning eyes,
Just make sure no one can see my eyes, look down as I walk,
Never make eye contact, keep your distance Dan, you'll be alright when you get home.
What am I talking about? There's nothing there for me waiting.
Not for such a long time now, it's bad now,
Im afraid, afraid to say hi to a random person.
Afraid I have nothing in my heart to offer, not anymore.
Euphoric memories all I have left, a vast astute parody is what I live now.
But who is there left to laugh, a chaotic embrace to this life im slipping slowly through unrealized, untouched, and worst... Undesired.


I have to apologize I meant this to be a poem, instead it seems I am speaking my depression here..
Dan T
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