There was no hurry for the man to get to work. He was a dentist, and he owned his own practice. Nonetheless, he was annoyed to see his path blocked by a large, perfectly round boulder, about the size of a deer but arranged in such a way he could not possibly get around it on the narrow road. He got out and tried to move it, but it was hopeless. While perfect in shape, the boulder was impossibly heavy.
Having no idea who the proper person to call about this was, he called the police. This road was the only practical way to get to his office. He was just calling his secretary to ask her to cancel his first appointment when the rock began to
In despair she came for me
The soft words she spoke
Passed me by like a parade
I’m just a dream, she said
You’ll try and remember me
But even that will fade
The dancing sky and moon
Won’t recall the night
I saw them for who they are
For years we wept together
Time passes by so fast
Our lives a shooting star
Forgiveness, wash away
Thoughts of her leaving me
I think I understand
I’m sorry for all I’ve done
I watched her destroy herself
And I held her hand
Days are erased in blurs
So long as she’s alive
I will recall her still
The only words I think to say
Are I love you now
And that I always will
I&rs
When I Used to Live by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
When I Used to Live
Melt away the plasticine smile
I never did use it for art
I don’t care much either way
Collapse has been a mainstay
I always liked falling apart
I’ll take what I can
From the model life
This cold world can give
I miss the sobbing refrains
The life in decadent pain
Where I used to live
When I used to live
I’m loved and clean and happy
And all I do is so contrived
While it can be honestly said
That I’m glad I’m not dead
I’d still rather that I were alive
This happiness feels more like the apathy
I failed so long to pull you above
And I was never much use but
Maybe I just needed an excuse
To engage in drugs
Prior to Sunrise by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Prior to Sunrise
But it's at the end of the day
Finding ways that one can escape
And well, I'll find, come what may
That happiness cannot wait
I do what I can, anything I take
And I become more undefined
And I feel like I'm awake in infinity
As my body is caught dead in time
Blue light shines around the moon
And beckons to her cold embrace
I want to seek solace in the sky
Across from her heart shaped face
Let my mind spare no expense
That I might relive memories without pain
Fight for what doesn't make sense
If it can allow escape from pain
I'm wrapped in sheets as my heart dies
And I feel so alone and so free
Trapped in my body as my mind f
Not poetic/sounds awful, but hey, it's emotion! by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Not poetic/sounds awful, but hey, it's emotion!
I cannot stop thinking of you
Though I'm decreasingly sure how
Because it's not an intervention anymore
It's too late, it's a funeral now
You were someone who was perfect
Every word you spoke I found so clever
I was naive enough to believe you
When you said you'd stay yourself forever
I remember when we used to call ourselves
Something beautiful, inseparable, mutually wired
We'd talk for hours and still never get tired
Of hearing our thoughts coming from each other
We swore we'd never tire of one another
Without your company, I didn't know what I'd do
I wasn't blind to your flaws, but anyway I loved you
I can still smell you wh
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger
And youth should be free
So I will drag myself along
And cling to laughing memories
Like a dying bird to a song
And if a tear should fall
It's only in the dark of night
Because it's only when I think
That I know nothing is right
And I'll live younger by the second
Allowing apathy to replace fear
And go away until the day
That I can finally disappear
And if time is lost and sought
Can it ever be regained?
Can any amount of joy
Erase subsequent pain?
And I'll do whatever I can
To erase you from my mind
Where misdeeds and nosebleeds
Are how I'm now defined
And I'll sink into an i
Poemysongything by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Poemysongything
I think that the more an end approaches
The more we cling to the idea that it's all okay
If that had been all what I truly wanted
I think I might be alright with it this way
Nothing I can hold in my hand forever
Holds meaning when its soul is not embraced
It doesn't matter how much we're together
Now that the meetings lost their face
And I wait for you
And I wait for you
Every breath I take is a losing struggle
Every bite refused a means to an end
I'm tired of going through the trouble
To convince myself I won't lose it all again
When awakeness and sanity is all but lost
And I cannot seem to find anything to hold
I can bury my
Indifferent Memories by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Indifferent Memories
Comforting lies
Lost replies
No one to stare
Into my hollowed eyes
To be confined
In one's mind
There is no love
To be left behind
As I breathe in one more time
I savor my last moments of
The life that I am escaping from
Breathe out and die unloved
A name unknown
The unringing phone
The silent horror of one
Who will die alone
No friends will call
No one sheds all
The tears that I
Secretly hoped would fall
As I breathe in one more time
I savor my last moments of
The life that I am escaping from
Breathe out and die unloved
In my haunted face
You can see the trace
Of the dawning knowledge
Of a life gone to waste
As I
I am broken and empty.
all i feared came to pass.
but it's easy to shatter.
when you build yourself of glass.
emotion i didn't hide.
tears i did not hold back.
there was clearly no feeling .
it was not hard for me to crack.
i'd be so much happier.
if it even seemed it was hard.
for you to let me go.
and try to cling to the shards.
i've lost my grip on life.
and my ability to care.
but it seems you have too.
so we'd be the perfect pair.
and it'd almost be okay.
if it just seemed hard.
for you to let me go.
and try to cling to the shards.
everything that you were
is all i still am.
you can't even pretend.
that
There was no hurry for the man to get to work. He was a dentist, and he owned his own practice. Nonetheless, he was annoyed to see his path blocked by a large, perfectly round boulder, about the size of a deer but arranged in such a way he could not possibly get around it on the narrow road. He got out and tried to move it, but it was hopeless. While perfect in shape, the boulder was impossibly heavy.
Having no idea who the proper person to call about this was, he called the police. This road was the only practical way to get to his office. He was just calling his secretary to ask her to cancel his first appointment when the rock began to
In despair she came for me
The soft words she spoke
Passed me by like a parade
I’m just a dream, she said
You’ll try and remember me
But even that will fade
The dancing sky and moon
Won’t recall the night
I saw them for who they are
For years we wept together
Time passes by so fast
Our lives a shooting star
Forgiveness, wash away
Thoughts of her leaving me
I think I understand
I’m sorry for all I’ve done
I watched her destroy herself
And I held her hand
Days are erased in blurs
So long as she’s alive
I will recall her still
The only words I think to say
Are I love you now
And that I always will
I&rs
When I Used to Live by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
When I Used to Live
Melt away the plasticine smile
I never did use it for art
I don’t care much either way
Collapse has been a mainstay
I always liked falling apart
I’ll take what I can
From the model life
This cold world can give
I miss the sobbing refrains
The life in decadent pain
Where I used to live
When I used to live
I’m loved and clean and happy
And all I do is so contrived
While it can be honestly said
That I’m glad I’m not dead
I’d still rather that I were alive
This happiness feels more like the apathy
I failed so long to pull you above
And I was never much use but
Maybe I just needed an excuse
To engage in drugs
Prior to Sunrise by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Prior to Sunrise
But it's at the end of the day
Finding ways that one can escape
And well, I'll find, come what may
That happiness cannot wait
I do what I can, anything I take
And I become more undefined
And I feel like I'm awake in infinity
As my body is caught dead in time
Blue light shines around the moon
And beckons to her cold embrace
I want to seek solace in the sky
Across from her heart shaped face
Let my mind spare no expense
That I might relive memories without pain
Fight for what doesn't make sense
If it can allow escape from pain
I'm wrapped in sheets as my heart dies
And I feel so alone and so free
Trapped in my body as my mind f
Not poetic/sounds awful, but hey, it's emotion! by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Not poetic/sounds awful, but hey, it's emotion!
I cannot stop thinking of you
Though I'm decreasingly sure how
Because it's not an intervention anymore
It's too late, it's a funeral now
You were someone who was perfect
Every word you spoke I found so clever
I was naive enough to believe you
When you said you'd stay yourself forever
I remember when we used to call ourselves
Something beautiful, inseparable, mutually wired
We'd talk for hours and still never get tired
Of hearing our thoughts coming from each other
We swore we'd never tire of one another
Without your company, I didn't know what I'd do
I wasn't blind to your flaws, but anyway I loved you
I can still smell you wh
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger
Trekking Onward, Every Moment I Live Younger
And youth should be free
So I will drag myself along
And cling to laughing memories
Like a dying bird to a song
And if a tear should fall
It's only in the dark of night
Because it's only when I think
That I know nothing is right
And I'll live younger by the second
Allowing apathy to replace fear
And go away until the day
That I can finally disappear
And if time is lost and sought
Can it ever be regained?
Can any amount of joy
Erase subsequent pain?
And I'll do whatever I can
To erase you from my mind
Where misdeeds and nosebleeds
Are how I'm now defined
And I'll sink into an i
Poemysongything by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Poemysongything
I think that the more an end approaches
The more we cling to the idea that it's all okay
If that had been all what I truly wanted
I think I might be alright with it this way
Nothing I can hold in my hand forever
Holds meaning when its soul is not embraced
It doesn't matter how much we're together
Now that the meetings lost their face
And I wait for you
And I wait for you
Every breath I take is a losing struggle
Every bite refused a means to an end
I'm tired of going through the trouble
To convince myself I won't lose it all again
When awakeness and sanity is all but lost
And I cannot seem to find anything to hold
I can bury my
Indifferent Memories by perpetualdepression, literature
Literature
Indifferent Memories
Comforting lies
Lost replies
No one to stare
Into my hollowed eyes
To be confined
In one's mind
There is no love
To be left behind
As I breathe in one more time
I savor my last moments of
The life that I am escaping from
Breathe out and die unloved
A name unknown
The unringing phone
The silent horror of one
Who will die alone
No friends will call
No one sheds all
The tears that I
Secretly hoped would fall
As I breathe in one more time
I savor my last moments of
The life that I am escaping from
Breathe out and die unloved
In my haunted face
You can see the trace
Of the dawning knowledge
Of a life gone to waste
As I
I am broken and empty.
all i feared came to pass.
but it's easy to shatter.
when you build yourself of glass.
emotion i didn't hide.
tears i did not hold back.
there was clearly no feeling .
it was not hard for me to crack.
i'd be so much happier.
if it even seemed it was hard.
for you to let me go.
and try to cling to the shards.
i've lost my grip on life.
and my ability to care.
but it seems you have too.
so we'd be the perfect pair.
and it'd almost be okay.
if it just seemed hard.
for you to let me go.
and try to cling to the shards.
everything that you were
is all i still am.
you can't even pretend.
that
Twilight Sanctuary: Enter Night by chickennoodle89, literature
Literature
Twilight Sanctuary: Enter Night
The sun stands tall, a beautiful day isn't it?
Light falls all around me, I feel it warming my skin.
The brilliant luminosity keeps the whole world lit
but if it were up to me, to shine would be a sin.
I personally prefer the delicate glow of the moon
or even the blazing emanation of the sunset.
The dying sun screams, night will be here soon.
Flames splash against the clouds, a passionate duet.
Darkness fills the air, it is innocent and pure.
The moon hangs docile, giving off an elegant light.
A cool breeze flies across me in a way so demure.
Everything feels like it will be perfect tonight.
My sanctuary has arrived, night is here
i wrote this poem for you.
tore it up.
i don't know what i'm running from.
it seems like sometimes
you say your prayers
to leave me and never, ever look back.
this has got to be
the worst thing i've ever written.
but at least i wrote it for you.