#1
For once. My thoughts are my own.
For now, my thoughts have outgrown emotions;
I’m numb to my sister (don’t even need the antidepressants).
My own presence remains my best friend/I love you Moscow.
Thank you for not leaving me, despite your deepest intentions;
You reincarnated into a skewed kindred, parallel to my new state of mind:
I miss you.
Last edited by Bleed Away at May 17, 2016,
#2
A bit cryptic for an audience that isn't familiar with you as a person. Doesn't give us much to relate to outside of the sentiments. This has a lot of potential if you took the time to work with the syllable count so it read aloud in some canter or another.
OBEY THE MIGHTY SHITKICKER
#4
Quote by JustRooster
A bit cryptic for an audience that isn't familiar with you as a person. Doesn't give us much to relate to outside of the sentiments. This has a lot of potential if you took the time to work with the syllable count so it read aloud in some canter or another.

The poem kind of just came out - very stream of conscious. Also, I think I may be relapsing back into depression
#5
Fred, this was everything it needed to be - from my end at least. This actually came across as very positive, in a way, I hope it did something of that for you. Always good to read you.