Post by Non Compos Mentis on Jan 28, 2015 20:09:29 GMT -5
So, this is the first creative thing I've written since I stopped rping here. It and the reasons for that lack of creativity are linked inseparably. Late last year I was told I was suffering from depression, though the effects of it had been there for going on a year. One of the first signs was my lack of creativity, lack of motivation to write which I loved to do. So to help, I'm trying to rekindle it. This poem is my representation of how it feels to suffer under depression.
Shadows Swim Easy
Flood and flounder, down below,
Alight mind and welcome animal,
Pulled by ankle and foot and leg,
Body descends, leaves breath behind,
Life dragged adrift from dreams
and hopes gasping, only swallowing
Shadows swim easy in deep blue,
Rise above as life chokes lower,
Panic flails and grasps for rope,
Dark hands turn knots from hope,
Sun fades, iridescent to twilight,
Arm still, mouth open, eyes close.
Shadows Swim Easy
Flood and flounder, down below,
Alight mind and welcome animal,
Pulled by ankle and foot and leg,
Body descends, leaves breath behind,
Life dragged adrift from dreams
and hopes gasping, only swallowing
Shadows swim easy in deep blue,
Rise above as life chokes lower,
Panic flails and grasps for rope,
Dark hands turn knots from hope,
Sun fades, iridescent to twilight,
Arm still, mouth open, eyes close.
