And What of Living?

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Depression Poems

I loved your brown eyes once,

But I wish not to know

I will shield my bright blues,

To keep you away from my mind



But try as I may,

I think and I cry

To feel as if I am a child,

And you a man...

Inferiority takes hold



You could never love someone like me

I am but too livid and alone

Too vibrant and innocent

But you are wrong



I don't want to feel this way about you

I don't want it to take over my thoughts

Push you away,

Push you away...

I can't take this, anymore



I can feel your heart in my soul,

But I ignore it there

I know who you are

And you don't tend to care.



I don't want you to care,

Because I know you really don't

You want to build something we don't have

So it'll keep me at bay for now.



Such confusion is love,

Such ruthless, unending decisions.

I'd like my life to be plain and unchanging,

But you are the change that leads the light.



Confused I become,

Confused I am.

Such a jumble of thoughts and words,

Should never be considered poetry,

Or anything brilliant...

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