You don’t get to choose with depression, it simply takes over of its own accord.

Senile dementia changes someone so much.

It is easy to recognise when someone is being genuine with you.

Ok, so the words “unharsh” and “heavisome” don’t exist in the human language. Deal.
It’s poetry which allows me to do whatever I feel. (since I am the poet)

Written one dreary afternoon while working with four fussy babies at work. *sigh* the baby side makes you want to do something slightly insane. Hence my slightly insane and incomprehensible poetry.
But I LIKE it.

When you’re in denial.

It’s a new day.