The Depresioning Ring

Some days drag forever a noose slowly coils entrapping forever of hopeful wills dusting coarse charcoals on sunlit hills casting shadows impregnating ills. Some days drag forever your thoughts frozen still fragmenting jigsaws you peacefully seal. Days of the never blocks positive thoughts staircases spiralling to a many lost cause. Days of the never, will […]

The Black Cycle

The stepping stones are back Two ahead I go -then one back Riding on a high One particular day I die Then I rise. Two steps, then back (I backtrack). The stepping stones are back I try not to crack, But on a day so low I’m just at a blow I can’t see my […]