Reeling from the feeling of being so unbelievably empty inside and sad to be alive,
he lashes out against his unhealthy mind and cries out for help,
but there is no one near to hear.
His mind is fine with that.
Chronic solitude is a great situation,
at least in his mind's eye.
He stares down the barrel of a shotgun in search of assistance.
Ain't none to be found there,
cause he sent the last of his shells sailing through empty ale cans earlier that day.
He aims his gaze all around the deserted glade,
screams at silent trees,
breaks down in a lonely place and swears love to sunbleached bones.
There's death aplenty here,
but none of it's worth mentioning,
cause none of it's his.
Walking into the woods much unsteady and dreading everything that doesn't end him,
he comes of a sudden up against a cliff,
and looks over the edge with a head full of wonder.
Unfortunately,
this is as close as he'll get to game over for a good long while,
cause his mind has plans to keep him reeling from the feeling of being forever.
If you're looking for happiness,
you're either in the wrong place,
or you haven't figured out what you're looking for yet.
Another excellent poem. I liked the line "swears love to sunbleached bones" and I also thought this stanza was great:
I hope you will continue to write in this community! !PIZZA
Thanks for reading :) I'm happy you liked it. I'm trying to write more frequently these days. I tend to sit on stuff for a long time, agonizing over every line and editing myself to death. Now I'm trying to publish more often and force myself away from perfectionism. I can always go back and rework things if I want :)
Yes, I know very well what that is, but I work editing and proofreading other people's texts, so I'm too tired to do the same with my own...
I'm a writer by trade so I get it :) It's hard to be creative sometimes after a full day of working with words.
I guess I am always in the wrong place. Very well written. Keep up the good work!
There are many places left to explore :)
Thank you for the kind comment!
feels like a chunk of personal pain working through there,
either that or you are able to write as if it were the case, which is a completelty different skill.
Most of what I write comes from personal experience. Some of it is also other people's experiences that I've presented from my perspective. Writing about another person's experience as if you were really that person is indeed a very different skill, and I don't attempt it very often. Thanks for your comment :)
I think that it has not happened to many that we have felt that we did not belong anywhere and that makes us unhappy, perhaps that is the cause of depression.
Delighted to read your verses so thoughtful and full of reality.
Thanks for sharing.
Good day.
I'm happy you liked it. Depression is complex and harmful but it also seems like it provides a lot of opportunity for creative outlet. Thanks for reading!
What a dramatic situation that kept me in suspense and anticipation as I read on!
It's a wonderful feeling, to keep a reader in suspense :) Thanks for the lovely comment!
This is a poem to demonstrate a day in the life of a human in agony. A human who wants to scream but can't find the right words to mumble out or better still, no one is around to hear his mumbles.
A beautiful piece of peotry✨
It seems you've read the piece well :) I appreciate your comment, thanks for stopping by!
The pleasure is all mine ✨
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