Author: Scorpio


See through my eyes
Don't assume by the shell
What may be a blessing
Is only a curse
Do not view alone
View inside me
Where words cannot describe
That place in the hollow essence
This depression
The only thing keeping me alive
I serve no purpose
Apparently, another has filled those shoes
So I'll take my casket now
Please dig my hole
I have seen my only fate
I have expierience the pain
Gruesome suicide
Is my decision
My own chaotic
These cuts and shadows
The darkness, I am afraid
Cannot save me now

------- Author's Notes -------

To be honest, I have no title for this. I'm highly sick, and depression has kicked in once more. I have found no use for myself, and to be quite honest, I am pathetic. People defy my words, but they have not seen through my eyes. To see how I see myself and why. I have trouble explaining things in words, so when people ask me why, I cannot tell them. Perhaps, this poem is just the surfacing of that depth?


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Scorpio ( -- Wednesday, July 21 2004, 02:57 am

A little update to Author's Notes

I haven't written in a good while, so if it seems out of touch, that is why. I have been going through an immense artist/writer's block for the past while and find it hard to do anything to my decency.
Meridian ( -- Wednesday, July 21 2004, 05:17 am

Get well soon!!

Aw man Scorpio! My comment title looks like the title of a Hallmark card... But, I really hope you do get better, and take it one step at a time... Because the more we feed into depression, the more it'll get the upper hand.. And I know that feeling won't go away overnight, but if you think about the things that make you happy, that make you laugh-----and sometimes, I would write a song, and etc. when I'm depressed.. I would look out my window, and see others happy, and just by their happiness, makes me wanna turn my depression into contentment too.. Sometimes, I realize that I can't afford to watch life sail by without me.... Because, if I get older than the symptoms will get worse and worse, because I didn't shake myself from that depression mode.... Believe or not Scorpio, there is a rainbow in the sky, somewhere.. But, we have to dig deep to find that rainbow, by looking in the mirror and saying, I am somebody, I am Scorpio, or I am Meridian.... You know? LOL! I hope this didn't sound like a sermon, hahha, I was so into it, that it feels like I could've written the same poem, if I was in that situation, again.... But keep on smilin! I hope you enjoy your day! Great way of getting things of your chest, by describing the way you feel.. When writing on paper, it seems a lot easier doesn't it? None other than your F.I.P Meridian
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