Depression knows no reason


Don’t ask me why i’m depressed. 
Depression has no reason, 
it’s like a storm that hits without forewarning.
Hot waves of pure misery and blackness
strike your heart 
and turn you inside out. 
so next time you ask why i’m depressed 
and you receive no answer know this, 
you depress me.


you inspire me …

you inspire me to write about so many things, i even call you my muse.
stop smiling, dont flatter yourself
you make me want to write about hatred, pain and war
I love you but i hate who you are ….


one of the most beautiful things i’ve ever read


I have drawn maps for you, dear.
Every mountain and valley painted
out; every swamp, lake, and desert
pinpointed. I’ve made calculations,
sketched with accuracy; back bent
for days on end.

Right here is where I began to love
you: throughout this river that ran
through the whole of me and back again.
I loved you into oceans and seas,
tsunami tides threatening to drown
whole cities of me. I was quickly
underwater for you. Lungs full and
breath discarded; given up. I had
never known my forest heart to burn
until you touched it, acres and acres
of trees ablaze.

And here I was, a post-apocalyptic
world of a person and you roam me,
victorious and solitarily, planting
your flags on every continent of me.

You have claimed me, lover. Every
speck of sand and droplet of water
was yours for the taking. And I have
exited myself and…

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