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Introducing: THE COPPERPLATE AWARDS, an annual writing challenge powered by Prose. The categories: Short Fiction (500 word minimum) Creative Nonfiction (500 word minimum) Poetry (250 word minimum) Write about the subject of TEMPTATION and submit your entry for ONE of the above categories to be considered. Tag the category for which you are submitting in your entry (#poetry, #shortfiction, #creativenonfiction). Submissions will be evaluated by Prose and a trusted panel of judges based on form, content, fire, and creative edge. Deadline: February 1, 2016 First place winners in each category will receive $500 and an iPad. Runners-up in all three categories will receive writerly swag (stay tuned for details). Winners will be announced on April 1, 2016 and prizes will be distributed on or before April 15.
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03greedoluver

Shallow Depression

Run

Leave

Before you stick to my web

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Throw it easy for Wilder

Maybe they're right

Through progression comes obsession

But I'm only stuck in the mud

Happy as can be

Maybe that's true

However from drowning comes self doubt

And that's all I ever knew

Clingy and dependent

Constantly observing

Plotting to prove you wrong

Then apologizing for nothing

Fostering your happiness

Yet watching you take the life out from within me

Energetic yet ostracized

Maybe that's just me

Turn away before I talk

Because you'll never want to listen to me

Disheartened and ignored

Even my insides don't look at me

Through all my giving and mental cleaning

This is all that's ever come back to me

Scared with all my secrets

Of emotional outbursts and obsessions long gone

Taking over my brain

Until I no longer see the light ahead of me

Attention starved and anxious

This isn't all I'll ever be

But why drown yourself

In your thoughts

When you can do it yourself

Sitting alone with selfish tears

Until tomorrow's daylight breaks me

Cradling my wounds

Like I need to have them around me

Sensitivity boosted up

So I can cry at my awakening

Making sure I feel the pain

When my mind leaves me out of everything

Bringing people to my web so that they're too afraid to leave me

So run

Leave

Before you stick to my web

Because through my open eyes comes floods

Maybe that's why all these people keep running away from

Me