"codepend" poems
Because depression lasts,
love isn't depression.
And neither is life - although
they may codepend - (
that's irony) -
and neither
is insanity.
Depression will make you do
The last thing you do.
Love, the first. Life, just the rider,
We the vessel. We are the vessel of life
And depression will dump us out. Love
Is our ultimatum, our insanity.
Remove the shell and make it raw life,
Raw water.
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 4:47 PM UTC
Like my heart in its cage
I am trapped.
Fluttering and beating
My hardest to be free,
But with no success.
I am tethered by veins and arteries
That sustain me.
And that I keep alive in return.
I am in control of me
But I am controlled by a being
Upon whom I codepend.
My every move is due to impulse
And when stopped, my physical being
Must be revived y shock
And ingestion of a foreign substance.
My inner being flows abundantly with life
That remains enclosed
To protect myself and others.
But if ever I am harmed or cut
The life within me gushes out
With the promise of impending death.
So I remain protected, encapsulated
In my pouch and prison
To keep me alive and active
In the world around me.
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 9:40 PM UTC
He does not make me whole
He does not complete me
I am not empty when he is not around
But there is a light inside of him...
Innocence.
Hope.
A spark of life.
He is my guide.
I am finding the missing parts of myself
I had thought were long gone.
I am rising,
Rebuilding,
Recovering.
I am remembering how to
be alive again
I am remembering how to
love myself
And forgive myself
I am remembering who I am
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 5:44 PM UTC