This is a little tune that just kind of floated into mind, I'm going to dedicate it to another poet on this site who wrote a very touching peom for myself and others like me. Thank you, you know who you are.

Salt in my wounds,

but there's candy in the air.

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Quiet and sneaky you crawled out of my heart

At times I can’t tell where I end and you start

When I am strong - you are weak, hard to see

But when you take over I cease to be me

No one’s sure what to call you – disease, illness, disorder

To... Read More

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When your pain is my pain and my pain is yours

The windows slam shut and so do the doors

Thrown into the darkness, though never alone

We each gasp for breath as we each search for home

Sinking then drowning – what else can we do?

Would I have come here had it not been for you?

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The Call

what would you do now

if you were not afraid?

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I wrote this in June 2009, 6 months into my recovery from depression.

INVISIBLE

my eyes face a new vision
as i wake each day
my mind faces a new battle
but in a new way

the battle used to be good vs. evil within me
and the two sides were be at odds frequently
but the new battle is to see life differently
i only live for good now and its clear
the evil is dead & in remission but there's always fear

the fear that i will not be strong... Read More

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