Dearly Done Prairie Poet

I wrote this poem a few weeks ago it was posted on my tumblr

Dearly Done

Depression here and dear

Why must it shake my every being

Unable to take control

I’m left here

Brooding Moody as I can be

I want to give up

I want to cut to the Bone

Let the Crimson blood flow

Nothing matters

Surely not me

So I’ll take my blades

Be the Redeemer

I wear my heart on my sleeve

Unable to believe

That I’m strong enough to be

Even within this insanity

Clarity comes and goes

Unable to take the next gulp of air

Oxygen is needed to take deep breaths

I’m suffocating to the next minute

So many things affect me

And when the stress comes everything goes to chaos

The glimmers arise

As there’s Millions upon millions of billions upon billions

They make upon everything in mock me

With their stares so deadly

Nothing Stops them

You can say to put your faith in God

Surely that Soothe’s your heart

It doesn’t matter

I don’t matter

What matters is good and evil

Surely these feelings are not up so good

I’m not evil but I receive evil

Enough of this

I’m done