I can see all the things I want
And the path that can lead me there,
But I have no means to begin.
This struggle never seems to end
The pain of sorrow is my best friend.
Deep down in the abyss of depression,
My mind the oppressor…
Oppressing me
Because…
Open ears,
Open hearts,
And open minds;
Feelings of trust, of love
But no time.
I am so sick of those lies and contradictions.
I am screaming out to you but you have no time to listen,
To hear me
And you fear my standoffishness,
So you lightly throw about more lies and depictions of me at my worst, question my worth…
When all I want is serenity and love everlasting…
A place to begin.
Damsalfly Ink 