The sweet spot between life and death is sleep (clic here)
Depression and sleep
Black is the only color that I see
When I look at the room around me.
Is it still a room I wonder?
Or just of my sadness a reminder?
If I shut my eyes
Or open them wide
I only see darkness
Eating me alive
And I suddenly feel like I'm part of it
Like I couldn't distinguish clearly
Where my curled up body starts
And the shadow ends freely
It's noisy and thoughtful
To have a brain
To wish of happiness
And live under the rain
My mind then goes blank
And follows the tempting sin
Of giving up on myself
And let the monster win
So under a blanket
And a sky full of stars
My soul slips in the most lively death
I have ever dreamt so far
My mind then goes blank
And follows the tempting sin
Of giving up on myself
And let the monster win
VERY COOL POEM, I LIKE THIS PART THE BEST!~
I'm glad that you liked it and happy that I decided to post it :)
Hi, @justju7 :)
This is an emotional and contemplative piece. In some parts, I can relate as a nyctophile (dark/night lover) to how I feel about the dark being an overpowering presence. There are days when it's comfortable and when it feels like home, but there are also days when it feels like a fortress that draws you in. To put you within its walls forever or to temporarily shelter you from the world, I've no idea.
Whatever you're going through, I hope you find someone to share it with, be it here on 7Cups or in your off-Cups life.
Thank you for your words, It seems that I found people who listened to my share :)
Your comment made me smile and feel less lonely
Thanks for real