To whom do I owe?
Depression Becomes A Part Of Life When Life Is No Longer A Part Of You.
In A Battle Of Depression I Know Ill Pull Threw!
This Battle I WILL Win As I Am Armed To The T,
I Am In A Depression But Depression Is NOT me!
To whom do i owe this pleasure?
Is it you? My friend?
The face in the mirror has been shattered,
Time and time again.
The fear so overwhelming, The sight of disgust.
To whom do i owe this endeavor?
This endeavor that I must.
To whom do i owe this inspiration?
Is it you? My fault?
With a heart that is so mangled,
A heart under assault.
A victim to myself, I remain locked in a vault.
To whom do i owe this pain?
This judgement by default?
To whom shall i address?
Address my lack of success.
When my efforts have failed i unravel a mess.
With tears i bleed,
With blood i tear.
To whom do i owe this pleasure?
Owe this pleasurable fear.
To whom do i owe this integrity?
The integrity i have lost.
With morals dangling from a string.
To whom do i owe this cost?
My perception is distorted.
So I fall bashing on to my knees.
Begging not a single god.
I can not afford their fee.
To whom do i owe this endeavor?
I owe this to no other then me!
(2013)
I Will Never Call Myself A Poet.
I Am A human Being With The Need For Expression
We All Are In The Need For Expression
