depressing poetry #9

"cliche feelings of doubt and angst"

alone in the dark
cliche yet true
the trust i've placed in you

unsaid remark
the setup laid
regrettfully sprung betrayed

waiting to be saved
i sit and wait for salvation
instead i'm broken upon foundations

release is craved
but never comes
and only solitude remains

bound to lies
and bound sitting still
i sit here as i'm ill

my faith unties
my trust revised
paranoia brings no surprise

my loves for her
and patient towards all else
so why cant i just love myself

events to blur
eyes tear till dark shown
and still i wait and sit here alone



"Rhapsody sliced and Placated"

suspecting lies
through jealousy
a heavy chest mine sighs

to think of one
and know not what
i cant make sense of some

expecting all
receiving none
and no one left to call

and still like then
alone i sit
not knowing until when

lies and half truths
fed to me
reminds me of my youth

i fall within
again i'm hit
placed roundly on the chin

hearts scream like squalls
it pains me shunned
in detail i recall

my gifts undone
the truth is smut
unraveled i've become

my heart bled dry
just jealous me
alone and left to die







my throat hurts.
i'm goin to bed

ps.
iam not depressed