Dismal

With everything that's going on, at least I've got my writing.

My days keep passing before me,

I wake feeling like nothing will ever change. 

Things will never feel real again.

My numbness eats my body whole, 

leaving me lost in my world of thought and disarray.

Stuck, afraid and lonely. 

There are times when their words warm me, 

making me feel the sun bathe my skin,

teaching me how to live alongside the sadness.

However nothing can chase it away for good. 

I take the tablets, swallow them whole,

feeling their rough edges graze my throat on their way down,

only to mask it for a short while. 

Yet again by night I feel empty.

I've never understood and probably never will,

how it's possible to be in a room of people who love you,

and feel like there's no-one. 

The sensation of feeling lost in your own mind, 

thoughts crushed by sadness, and endless negativity.

But through the smoke and fire that is my destructive mind,

beyond the scars and tear stained pillows,

there you were. 

Someone to hold me,

to show me,

how to be happy again. 

Someone who showed me how to feel joy,

experience and appreciate the hundreds of small things in life,

you.

To me now happiness has meaning,

and that is to touch your soft skin,

feel your warm breath,

and kiss your smooth lips.

To be yours, is my new happiness.

Reviews

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

nice one I like this very much

[Relic]

Having someone there or us is a life saver. It gives us the confidence to get through another day.

Nicely expressed Jesica.