Somethings false
somethings true
somethings are
too true
the elements looked inside my brain
said this man needs some storm rain wind
to aid and abet his pernicious melancholic
too true
worries list and complain ain't gonna do,
put when a revelation slips out
that touches the highest priority
pain points
writing poetry
can't help
even and especially if
too true
like to tell you I am happy to be alive
but that would be a lie
somewhere behind my forehead is
an amorphous ache that only goes quietude
but Cain marked never disappears.
you can't take it with you,
happiness seems to have a shelf life,
a half life, that cuts the time you get to get it
in half.
but the amorphous ache
you call depression
that I call
desperation
has no life,
it just never dies
Rain, flooding and wind advisories
come to mix and match
the desperation that is
pill-proof
they don't laugh at me,
cause they know
desperation is
too true.
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
Somethings false
somethings true
somethings are
too true
the elements looked inside my brain
said this man needs some storm rain wind
to aid and abet his pernicious melancholic
too true
worries list and complain ain't gonna do,
put when a revelation slips out
that touches the highest priority
pain points
writing poetry
can't help
even and especially if
too true
like to tell you I am happy to be alive
but that would be a lie
somewhere behind my forehead is
an amorphous ache that only goes quietude
but Cain marked never disappears.
you can't take it with you,
happiness seems to have a shelf life,
a half life, that cuts the time you get to get it
in half.
but the amorphous ache
you call depression
that I call
desperation
has no life,
it just never dies
Rain, flooding and wind advisories
come to mix and match
the desperation that is
pill-proof
they don't laugh at me,
cause they know
desperation is
too true.
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