Neon Signs of Depression

featured in the poetry forum February 24, 2018  :: 0 comments

One fine day
I woke up,
worried,

I used to be
worried about
losing,
my parents,
my home, my
job, my money,
my self,
myself.

I used to be
worried about
finding,
a few extra years
to live, some
new friends, myself
homeless, and
occasionally, love.

And since then
not a single day
has passed
when I was not.

editors note: When "one fine day" comes our way, won't we be pressed to worry as well? (We welcome Rajtilak to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of his madness on his new page – check it out.) - mh clay

Everything was meant to be broken

featured in the poetry forum October 16, 2017  :: 0 comments

Everything was meant to be broken;
hearts,
dreams,
homes,
realities,
and even the darkest nights into
the first light of dawn.

editors note: From any shake and shatter, something new can come. - mh clay

On Loss

featured in the poetry forum July 28, 2017  :: 0 comments

I have lost
so many things
to life that
now, I wonder,
if even I
belong to myself
anymore.

editors note: Yeah! Do we ever? - mh clay