I woke up this morning And died a little inside Again Always the same thing Too much overthinking Again A mind is a cruel beast Taunting and self loathing Again I imagine a place of rest But it’s so far away Again Maybe I’ll just sleep Forever and a day Again Continue reading Again. A poem.

I took you on, baggage and all Your overstuffed luggage Way over the weight limit My own baggage was carry on Small and non-descript Since then my luggage has grown To the size of an elephant And I’m the only one who can carry it Far too costly and expensive So I’ll carry it on my own From now on Alone Continue reading Baggage. A poem.

I tried to get up But the black dog held me down Every movement was too hard Every thought a leaden weight Black dog growled And I submitted, giving up again The bed was my cage, my brain the lion tamer “Just who do you think you are?” he cried, cracking the whip again “This is who you’re meant to be,” I heard him through my pain And I lay there and wept, because some truths are hard to accept And the black dog lay upon me, a smile/a snarl on its lips “Today is not your day,” it said. … Continue reading Dregs. A poem.