I look up and I see your one eye.
You've always been an enigma to me, only coming out in moments like this.
I admire you, you enchant me with your veiny turquoise eye.
Your antennas brings a smile to my face.
Never have I seen such beauty in such monstrosity.
The longer I stare, the deeper you pull me in.
I don't know if I should find you comforting or I should run from you, I can't seem to decide.
I see the words I'd never get to say in your one eye.
I see the regret.
I see the pain.
The water ripples around me. I exhale, closing my eyes.
You want me to stay but I don't.
I want to go with you, because only you have cared to join me in my darkest moments.
You could even say I love you.
One eye.
But you don't love me, it would seem.
You don't want me.
I see that now.
I look at the razor just sitting there at the edge of the tub.
What if I didn't give you a choice?
I feel your wings entrapping me as they flap.
You were leaving, leaving me like the rest of them.
But then I hear you say a word before you disappear.
'Live.'
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So I hope you enjoyed it!! is 🤗❤️This also a piece about mental health. I'm sorry but there was supposed to be a picture, but I can't seem to be able to upload one for now. It shows how gory depression can be, but depression isn't pretty to begin with. I hope it spoke to you. Comment your thoughts below, how do you think we can curb depression?🤔
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