To Stop this Madness (Poem)

Oh, how I was wrong To think the Dark Days could be counted They seemingly go on and on The present moment always gone My thoughts chasing aching memories That trickle to my chest cavity Reflection Reflection Reflection Oh, to stop the madness Takes the will to be reborn

It Lingers (Poem)

Even when you become awakened to a certain facet of your reality,it doesn’t mean depression merely dissipates.No.It lingers.You have to push yourself harder than before (your awakening)But, lucky you,You find you are much stronger than before (you’re awakening) NOTES: When new truths enter your life, it is exhausting and depressing. It’s time for me to…