Whirlpools

Float inside

Swirling

whirlpools

With a girl

to hide.

Round and round

I go,

Where I’ll stop

no one knows.

Let me be alone

in this strife

Not one

of them

to see

Within

this life,

And let me

walk down

With duplicity

Making the most

Of all that is me.

And take what’s left

To serendipity,

Where I can

hopefully

Leave behind

Depression’s cavity,

In this hollow hole

Life’s capacity,

In a world

unchanged

maximum security

For the likes

of folks

Just like me.

To say they’ll be helped

To the nth degree,

Does not leave peace

But yes,

unsettling things

With causation

Of casualties…

Of the sane mind,

Insanity rings.

Author: It's Personal

My first site is a blog about depression and what it's like to live with it. My second is a site dedicated to guest blogging. Anyone can submit and I will post online within reasonable time. I've had a hard time finding sites that do guest postings, so I thought I'd come up with my own. Please email me your submissions and I'll get back to you shortly. Thank you!

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