Depression

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ANTS

Infestation

ANTS

If thoughts were bugs, always crawling
I do imagine they’d be ants,
For where there is one...

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RAIN

Welcome it

RAIN

It was stormy when I felt the first droplet hit my face,
I wiped it away and sat under the clouds...

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What you caused.

What you caused.

I'm not so good with these scribbles that we write down on paper called words.
But I want to try....

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A Million Pieces

A Million Pieces

This loneliness is overwhelming, much worse than a physical or mental abuse of which at least something I...

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Another Stone Upon

Another Stone Upon

Another stone upon...

The infesting chills, bites in stings,
a familiar weight, now...

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The Man in the Mirror

Why are you so terrifying?

Hello to the Man in the Mirror,
I see you everyday but I never saw you at all,
You do not...

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Alone in the Night

Insomnia

Alone in the Night

Clock ticking, mind flicking,
From memories past,
To future uncertain,
Floorboards...

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Ajá ñ Sáré

Self-Betting

Ajá ñ Sáré

Index on Rat..
Odds are fine today!
Clicking into the success
That will later fail....

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Cruising

" repent of your repenting... [be] drowned beyond deliverance " - Rumi

My mind extends far like a...

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The Forgotten Breed

The Forgotten Breed

A grimaced face reflects in sullen eyes
Despised amongst the tired cries
Flowing from the...

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To Quietly Suffer

To Quietly Suffer

A slow beat pumps the chambers of my deflated heart
Dull and desolate pounds
omit no sound...

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Her cup runneth over

Her cup runneth over

Holes in her heart
sprinkling a leak
Her heart cannot heal
she is so weak
Weak...

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Tiredness

Tiredness

Tiredness is somebody I have learned to hold hands with.
We crave each other’s company.
We...

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Fridays

Fridays

Unlike Garfield, I hate Fridays.
Fridays forget to invite you to social events.
Fridays tell...

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Personal Hygiene

Personal Hygiene

I bathe in pain and trauma.
I wash my hair in contaminated waters.
I scrub my body with guilt...

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The Light Switch

The Light Switch

I don’t like it in here.
Trauma and emotions are scattered and unorganised books in the library of...

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LIKE A SNOWMAN

He had a headache
(But life was a headache to him)
And he had taken paracetamol
And...