Day: October 10, 2019

Bruised Spirit

Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons memories of melancholia bury my passion to exist the thick of fog blurs my mind I am my own puppet yet without control my hard-spent days a riddle of the past Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108 my other blog, PoetryPalette -Eugenia

Depression

Originally posted on Sarika, Pure Reflections:
Photo by Arnie Chou on Pexels.com A silent burden, so thickof agony and pain…Gruesome darkness, so starktrapped in the criss cross of brain…. Fragile heart, so heavywith the never melting rime..As the sun, so dismalit ceases to shine…. Silent screams ofhopes, dying…