Category Archives: #depression

A HUNDRED POEMS – LIII

I feared a thing untold & unseen
that thing i feared my mind
a thing too!
Split by half in such unknown
i strove to know:
unraveled too which spilled
upon the floor!
Imperfect thoughts rolled
from higher ground to low!
Then reality’s curtain fell;
my needle tired to stitch
the past when love was good
but life ran beyond the needle
and instead stitched time
within my soul

:: E.P. ROBLES (c) 2018::

:: 05-15-2014 ::
:: 10-20-2018 ::


DESOLATION

THIS place is desolation
my head is so infected
with attrition lately
scream!
as the thoughts invade
my Soul
scream!
as the promises evaporate
in me
scream!
loving how life kills me
loving how life kills me
i loved the deepest insides
of you /loved the deepest
thoughts of me\
oh | how fire mimics Life
(hasn’t killed me yet)
Ate purple flowers yeah
Kissed the sun and moon
and hugged attrition lately
love how life…
loving how life is killing me.

:: 08.09.2020 ::


lalala-da-lala-ta-dah

NOW that i have lost everything
for you :/grieving\:
take all the icons of your wild
world (too hard to get by
upon a smile)
& now lost within everything
old |–>so THE-new-breaks my grieving
heart –> so babe baBY its
like a sorrowful sad girl
just because we’re best friends
doesn’t mean there’s good strangers
lalala-da-lala-ta-dah
: evil eats tender loving hearts
so new so white so black so true
so you leave so take care
;take all that makes you beautiful;
this mysterious world is a wild
world so oh baby it’s a wild world
(as the child you are: never want to
see you sad, girl so take care and hope
you have a lot of friends out there —
just remember there’s a lot of bad there.
)

:: 07.22.2020 ::


TASTING SPACELESS

TOO TASTE SPACELESS NOW

purple heart hazelnut eyes
a beautiful world
& how they all crawl
upon your skin: a nuclear
field /so i have never had
that much time…, feeling
brain-traffic as you fly
back into space-time; sweet
naughty girl my Emily D.

:: 05.03.2020 ::


DYING MEat

We’re dying meat all inside
unexpressed confessions so,
kill me /dark deep dive
all for your pleasure re-
gardless of type of weather:
we guard your dying MEat
always dying for your meat’s
car-crash weather/we live or
die is not a question for any
Soul\

:: 03.22.2020 ::


LIVING GHOST

EVERYTHING seems so real
the dancing trees
the talking clouds
and how you feel

When i’m alone i’m not here
everything’s gray
the world’s a memory
while you’re away

how does it feel
how does it feel
how does it feel

(to be)

a living ghost
within your skin
screaming in silence
while the world
fades away

when everything
seems so real.

:: 10-19-2018 ::


ACT (of) TWO

THAT in my fever while sanity has escaped by baluster
i continue to gaze in daze across the sea of white-
capped madness

Each o-shaped mouth
Each Black-bead eye
and all the ears
all the chins
teeth

speak an infinite story of nothing but sadness.
And within the orchestral pit finely dressed musicians
they shed b-flat note tears; their mannequin powder-white
skin a color of pink’s sunsetting murmur.

Simply, the true story is off stage toward this
improbable army audience; the finely carved polychrome
citizens start to move; half-bodied and more alive
than the flesh-kingdom.

Last night. Last night i felt.
That one’s life can be as real as one’s imagination
if you sinerely wish it.

:: 08-23-2018 ::


I CANNOT PULL MYSELF TOGETHER

i cannot pull myself
together
u  n  t  i  l
i have complete ly
f a
l
l
e
n
a   p     art

:: 10-28-2014 ::


LOVE MISCARRIAG-ED!

MY lost, my little life!
Before sunrise
a death sat __
my belly once full
now defeated!
A cruel birth.
Me: an invisible
mother whose
swollen hearts
ache to feed!
Your mouth —
my heart,
I wish to feed,
but only bleed!

:: 10-28-2014 ::


MY FEAR-TINY

my fear-tiny
feet patter in Side
tinyMe that room
alone and Me
my handFace
slapping fear-
hating me longer
distaste my fear
King–my costly
wasteful weakness

:: 10-05-2014 ::