...Depth

By SolApathy

I am Winters breadth
Cold and without definable
Depth
Empty
Yet beautiful
So bright
Yet on some days I feel there is no light
Darkness on the brightest day
You can’t grasp
Why I am this way
Tell me so many ways
I am broken
I am wrong
I need to get over it
Need to move along
Smile when I see the sunset light. 
Yell at me when I cry
looking to the stars
You don’t comprehend what it is
Not being able to control
Spiraling feelings
Broken memories
Replaying without consent

Reminiscence in dreams I shattered
Walking through the glass
Barefoot
Cuts into my heel
Only way I can truly know I still
 feel
Mental anarchy
Self-destruction
Tell me what I’ve done to all I held dear?
Everything I built
…Disappeared

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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

..You are the shadow that curses my life
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  • dwells On Thursday, December 22, 2016, dwells (4288)By person wrote:

    We all have a closet full of demons SA, and they accumulate with time. This was a dire personification of yours, and a striking reminder that come Spring, another housecleaning will be in order. It never stops and the holiday blahs only accentuate. Cheers! - Dan


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