Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Depress the Mind, Suppress the Will, Address the Soul

A depression is trying to settle in
  fogging my brain
  slowing my motion

It wants me sit, lay down,
  stop thinking,
  stop trying to
  figure it all out.

Just be
  Don't talk to anyone
  Don't do your work

Sleep, dream, be quiet

Alone is best
  a crowd is fine
  annoymity is safety

Can't figure it out
  can't engage my brain
  no jump starts

Don't care
  Don't want to figure it out

Dull, quiet, resting

Tears ever present
  threaten to burst
  through the tightly held,
  but fragile veil

To keep them at bay
  don't interact
  just stay quiet
  don't think
  don't do

just rest and be

My soul needs time
  attention
  is requiring me
  to turn
  inward

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