Dream
Wake
Suffer
Sleep
And Forced to repeat
Til my heart ceased to beat
Turned to stone
Calcified like diseased bone
I’ve forgotten how to feel
Anything but pain isn’t real
The taste of hope is bittersweet
Always chased down with defeat
Dream
Wake
Suffer
Sleep
And forced to repeat
This is my first post here on hive after switching from steemit.
I like the way you transition from longer lines to short clipped one word lines expressing the actions or feelings of the day. That technique brings the feelings into sharp focus, and that contrast emphesises the themes of deppression.
Nice to see you here and posting poetry emptyintentions. The art is fantastic too!
Thank you ! What a warm welcome
You're welcome 🙂