Clear (Blurred) thoughts Crystal (Glazed) vision Fluffy (Misty tears) cloud Joy (Blood) boils up Heart soars (off a cliff)

Shadows all around Smothering the ground Scraping along the walls Of my mind A thing of darkness

Thoughts collapse Mind full of gaps Can’t escape Pain takes shape Cuts on a wrist

Ice cold Nice cold, Frosty breath Chilling death. Burning flame

Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither

What is the blackness other than n… Could it be something tangible? Something you can embrace? What if it is the one embracing? Every night, as you lie

The moon howls out in the night In so much pain its beautiful comp… The sun writhes in the day sky in… How long can you stare at the sun… Grey storm clouds let loose a torr…

Where do I go Where do I run When each breath means pain The pain of going on Which is far worse than

What is the most painful word? Is it hate? That abject raging emotion that… Hate can be fulfilled, one way or… Or maybe it’s sadness?

I’m fine It’s a sign Yes, I know you love me I can truly see My days are bright

Raging rivers of hurt Ending in Cascading waterfalls of sorrow That crash into A deep, dark lake of responsibilit…

The smile hides the tears The laugh conceals the pain The jokes save them from his suffe… “I’m fine” he says “I’m okay” he says