Showing posts with label Seeing weapons of death everywhre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seeing weapons of death everywhre. Show all posts

Saturday, 25 June 2016

The Black Death (June 25, 2016)

Silence.

Do you understand
What this word means
To me?

Beyond
The standard
Dictionary definition.

You'll find
In a book
Or on-line.

In having
The creative part
Of your soul
Amputated.
 
Without warning.

Leaving behind
Those dark
And destructive voices
Of the past.

Rattling around
In your mind.

Undermining
Whatever self-confidence
And self-esteem
You started life
As a child.

Giving greater volume
And clarity
To suicidal ideation.

Normally
Out of tune
And static filled.

As everything
Becomes
A deadly weapon
In your eyes.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: How my black depressions are like, in experiencing them.

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