Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#darkmoods
Grey Sliding in my door Like ceramic clouds Covering over me Eyes still filled with musty bits of sleep Staring at the clock Wondering When their interruptions will begin Imaginary curtains I pull back Hoping the sunlight will want to crawl into my brain again today Some days I don’t want to have to be coerced into living my life I loath those who leap like stars in moonlight But really I am just wishing I was them
0
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
Depression