Memories Pain Depression Sadness Acceptance Healing Waterfalls Cascading Glass Fragmented Blonde Blue Reflections

The Silent Killer

I know what's it like to be afraid of your own mind.

The thoughts won't subside

You’re afraid the thoughts will consume you.

The medication stops working, you don’t know how much longer til the inevitable.

You visit each member of your family, one by one professing your undying love

Hoping they’ll understand when everything’s said and done.

Days of solitude turn into nights which turn into weeks-to months.

You take one last look at your life and then….

The darkness wins, there's a reason why they call it the silent killer.

Falls of Remembrance

Three Friends

A million Memories

Cascading through time,

All in my mind,

(Pretend everything's fine)

Falling endlessly, 


Into dark caverns

That lie

In the subterranean


Structures of 

Fragmented glass,

Forming icicles

As the water



It has to do with

How I see your smile

Reflected in every

Blue eyed Blonde boy

That crosses my path, 

How much I see your 

Brother's somber face


In your nephew's 

Temper tantrums.


I'm constantly


That's not a bad thing,

Because I can now


At those memories

Of the time I spent

With you.


The laughing,

The crying,

The living, 

The dying.

You will forever

Live on

In my heart.


And that's what matters.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

Memories aren't necessarily bad, though sometimes they feel overwhelming.