‘ [...] Warm red links frozen deeply ’ On emptiness and hopelessness. Sadness is the ink to my words, So atleast it helps when I write.
-This is going to be me venting, this may be slightly triggering-
When you have to fight your own self
While storm is raging in your head
I'm smiling, I'm laughing / I'm sad, I'm depressed If she can do it, why can't I? This is everything I felt after a conversation with family that seemed perfectly normal, but they didn't realize how much they discredited and ignored me or how hurt I was. The poem was written during... Was I . . .anything?
Read to find out The next morning: A messenger bird. Burn - relationship breakdown, addiction, love, smoking - all the good stuff! Free verse poem. A decent into sanity is a piece about a new normal for broken man.