Author Information
A point in my journey
The tiredness has over taken my body. Joy, happiness and love are fleeing from me. It won’t be long now until they are completely gone, and with them they take the fire which has been keeping the entity known as depression at bay. With nothing to keep it under control it will finally claim me, the prize it has visualized. The entity will not be alone; with it the dark cloud of corruption and death shall follow. I can’t stop repeating the verse from the Bhagavad-Gita 'Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.' more specifically I will become my own worlds death.
Anger
keeps my depression at bay, and love and jokes and music, and poetry and et al - They told me you start to die as soon as you are born and Death and I have been best buds ever since. I marvel at the times I could have died and didn't. I saw a man burned 98 percent of his body as a ward clerk - I thank God for skin and abulation and the abiity to say. It is what poets do and you do it exceptionally well. Welcome to PostPoems :D - allets -
thanks for the welcom :)
thanks for the welcom :)
THE VOID
Meloncolic write
But well expressed. I'd like to say thank you for joining postpoems and thank you for sharing. There is a universe inside you, I hope you can find some kind of happiness in time. Also very cool picture you have chosen.
thank you very much .
thank you very much .
THE VOID