Letters to the Depressed 2

If you’re reading this, then you probably read the first letter and you’re back as I asked. Or not. It’s just an assumption. I’ve been trying to write to you. But my cares and worries won’t let me. I’ve been trying to speak to you but my voice is muffled inside. I’ve been trying to reach you, to let you know this too shall pass. Well, it either passes or you pass from it.   Read more

Dark Nights

I want to find solace in the dark

Even if it is for a night

Hiding behind the shadows

So no one sees the tears

Hot. They fall freely like a waterfall

I’m afraid of the sun

It just might burn my face

So I cover my face with my hands

The cold night pierces deep

With the sharp claws of dark

The pain turns to pleasure

As blood spills, cleaning the void

Oh sweet dark of night!

Take my pain away

Hide my fears behind the shadows

Let the sun not awaken

To my unending tears

Hand in chest-hole in heart

Nothing left behind

© Mfon Etuk, 2015

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