Circle_Something

24 Mar 2021

Abyss

I stood there, gazing into that empty, yawning abyss. I felt a strange nostalgia. A melancholy that was both familiar and unnerving. I knew this place, long ago.Time began to slow.My tears began to flow.I have arrived.Goodbye.

Survivor

27 Apr 2018

Medicine for Melancholia

So much to do, so little time, so weary and weak

"We'll head out on Monday, spend the night in the next state, tour the park all day." "Oh, not been there." "Right, next day to the next state and the next park. Spend the night and take a couple of days to tour that park." "Sure you can do this?" Immedia...

a_gabardo

20 Mar 2016

Nostalgia

Nostalgia - Adrian Gabardo Today I remembered, that old place I used to sleep in, those four white walls within I used to reside, much alike the ones where my eyes shall close tonight. I remembered, the feeling of misplacement I used to feel, the melancho...

GenlyAryl

1 Mar 2016

Will You, Please?

I wish I no longer care.

If I were not hard to please or too aloof to say the least If I were to care less with judgements to be at ease If I were too insensible to notice or deaf and blind to see If I were strong enough but no, my heart crumbles to hear thee And now I am wishing...

Jjazzymin

29 Dec 2015

A Lonely September

Each year I'm stuck pondering, Thinking about the separate identities September puts on and throws away. Flinging emotions around like dresses Leaping from their hangers, onto the floor Unsure as to what fits best. September didn't mean to be so indecisiv...

iszofia

20 Feb 2012

Stygian Lines

I once found myself straddling the line between reality and fantasy. Where I walked the world in a half-dream state. Neither feeling alive nor departed. I was defunct, deadened, despondent. Days dragged on, nights were too short. I slept to remove myself...

Strikes at the heart and oft times will not release mefor days I brood, my world a small focus inside my head At times no bigger than myself and the world just fades away. I lock myself away, not literally, just emotionally, Shut off all my receptors, ign...

Lexi84

17 Jul 2011

Suicide

An average man that, once looked at a little closer, isn't really all that average

I want to depict a story of a no- one, not just any no- one, but a no- one who had a real story to tell. His outward life was perhaps not that extraordinary; he was a twenty-something, working in sales, single and relatively popular with the few friends t...

Piquet

4 Mar 2011

Of Lost Souls and Fledglings

  Weary the soul who for love searches Along the highways of the night. Pity the bird that strays and perches Among the crags devoid of light. Each night they wait for tranquil moments Beneath the stars who watch and know And when the winds relent and sca...