
Can I come
Am I welcome
Was I good enough
Can I stay
It is strange here
Deserted path
No signs
Leading the way
Who are you
Why am I here
What happened
To me
Why no answers
Talk
Are you laughing
At me
Everyone is welcome

Can I come
Am I welcome
Was I good enough
Can I stay
It is strange here
Deserted path
No signs
Leading the way
Who are you
Why am I here
What happened
To me
Why no answers
Talk
Are you laughing
At me
Hey dude
Don’t make a sound
Take your ex
Give her a letter
When she calls up
To get under your skin
Tell her to get lost
And keep jogging
She’s not worth it
To keep in touch
Get rid of her
You owe yourself that much
Think about
All the nagging
Now you’re free
To watch the match again
So they call it morning blues
And it’s viscious too
Invading your mind
Seeping into
All the cracks
The crevices fine
Through the veins
Intertwined
How it weeps
Into the blood
Causing dismay
Abysmal drug
Face lay bare
For all to see
Go on look
This misery
As it lasts so long
All through the day
Toying with the mind
It’s way to play
Delve far within
Peeling back the skin
Controlling emotions
It should be a sin
As the tears fall
Unable to hold back
Seeking answers
For all the cracks
Tear yourself down
Build the bricks back
Pull it together
Morning blues attack
I love the feel of you
Taking over me
Controlling my mind
It’s ecstasy
Pick up my mood
Don’t stop now
Release my angst
Let me be free
Lose myself
In every beat
Much better now
Peace I seek
Why is depression so overwhelming?
It seems as if fighting it is useless but I don’t even know why it is there.
I didn’t go to bed with it but it lays with my head on the pillow and when I look at myself brushing my teeth.
The car journey to work automatic as my brain tells me stories of what I can do as it holds me captive as I cannot switch off.
It is so heavy, piggy backing me while I get my coffee and sit down at my desk.
Thank god I have my job to push these thoughts away.
Get off my back!
Was it a mistake
To have let you go
Fate will never tell me
Or will I ever know
Still it remains closed
A prison with bars around
No voice
No courage
Just eyes
Waiting
For what
Calm
Hysteric
Suicidal
What does it matter
Who cares
Really
Who cares…
Let me hear the silence
Listen with my eyes
Wonder every movement
The sound of a suprise
When a balloon pops
A fork across a plate
Thump on the table
Correcting a mistake
What is this feeling
Why does it tiptoe into my mind every night
On the pillow cushioning my head
As the gravity pulls me in
Conscience becomes so apparent
As if to say I’m here
Like that one night stand you regret
When your bed is smaller
Pushing against you
Spooning you
No is not a response
You have to accept it
Sadness won’t leave you alone
Sadness is home
It is here to stay

My beautiful dahlia
How I have longed to see you
Your vibrant red
Pulsing through
How I wait patiently
For you to bloom
As you take your sunlight
Through and through
Only a couple more days
As you make your final burst
Dahlia of springtime
To see the very first