where’s the pounding in your chest
that you used to hold so dear?
the rush of blurry tears,
whose burning made purpose clear.
where’s that black hole of depression
that you have always called home?
because without it you may be happy,
but you feel entirely alone.
what happened to the music
that made your heart skip two beats?
the broken words of others
laying tangled in your sheets.
how come you dreamt of freedom
that seemed so far away,
but now that you’ve achieved it,
you wish it wouldn’t stay?
we all are nostalgic for the safety of our past -
the times we felt comfortable,
the times we wish would last.
who thought i’d miss a time where i had no one but myself?
i wish i shared the world with me, with nobody else.
my safety net, security,
my black hole,
please take me back.
welcome me into your wretched grave,
let the skin of the earth contract.
i miss your sick company,
i miss your dreary days.
i miss your dull scratches -
this time i promise i will stay.
i promise i will feed you,
satisfy your hunger with my blood,
if you promise you will satisfy
my relentless desire to be loved.
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