time for thoughts
everything
I see you in everything
I see your face
I hear your laughter
While I look in the mirror
I see your warm, unforgettable
Smile
Others don’t see it
But they don’t have to
For me to know you’re
There
I remember the words
And the words
Unspoken
I think of the things –
Things I have said
Words I wish I’d said
And the language I hoped
I would never say.
Everywhere I go
You are inside me
You make me feel alive
And dead
All at the same time
Often I think of you
And I wonder to myself
Are you a fantasy
A dream
To unreal to believe in?
But yet I do
I believe in you
I know you exist
No one has to see you
Hear you
or
even touch you
For me
You are everything
And nothing at all.
SEG
*2/6/92
1:30am
*Most of the poetry posted on my website was written during my teens and twenties. There are a few exceptions but typically I find myself wanting to journal regularly and write poetry if inspired. Poetry has been my therapist during many trying times. I have decided to post these poems because it reflects my history with suicidal depression and the struggles I encountered trying to cope with life and depression.
feelings
a child’s laughter
a glass as it shatters
a silent goodbye
things that could make me cry
butter as it melts
the tiny magic which is dealt
the sun as it sets
could bring one peace, I bet
the touch of a wilted rose
the cold winter blows
hate where a person gains
this causes me great pain
a black lonely hallway
the feeling at the end of a rough day
the walls are closing in, you can’t see
Death has taken hold of me
SEG
4/30/88
*Most of the poetry posted on my website was written during my teens and twenties. There are a few exceptions but typically I find myself wanting to journal regularly and write poetry if inspired. Poetry has been my therapist during many trying times. I have decided to post these poems because it reflects my history with suicidal depression and the struggles I encountered trying to cope with life and depression.