mbwilliams

Next To you Today as We sway With the Blowing Wind This wind Full of wishes To be told, Take a hold Of one and Say I wish to Be free In the wind Today, To sway with The leaves That dance With the Trees I wish To be Free today

the monotonous pain of life and death i cannot surmise what lies ahead this drought in my mouth is waiting to be quenched but the liquor never solves the bitch my head is knotting and twisting away my mind is high and blown today ive nothing to offer but my Desiree discord, violence, irrationality im breaking yet broken to dust and blood my strong holds are but sticks in the mud my temper is short and all of the above im crashing this plane past my imagination and the little pill capsules keep stalling my engine im drunk at the wheel on the highway of life and my fears and hate can drive a stick it too much, too late, too hard

Am I to be happy? I dwell so deep within myself that I have never seen the light of day. The past never happened, the future will never come, and the present isn't real. Depression is a part of everyday life. The birds chirp for someone else, The day warms the lives of everyone, but me. Happiness lies near, but my mind won't let my heart reach for it, and happiness never knew. I live in a prison, solitary confinement. Fear is my guard. Nothing stops happiness from reaching me, only me from it. I am sure that if I can ever grasp it that the barrier will be forever shattered. How do you break through invisible bars? What is

My Dearest Beatrix, I hold no doubt that God’s will is for me to very shortly leave this Earth. Once already I have seen a tunnel leading into curiously bright yet not blinding light, and I hope deeply that my previous vision was more than a simple hallucination caused by this plague. I know that soon I will be nothing more than an infected body lying among countless others, and I remain unconvinced that I will hold out long enough to finish this letter. I beg you to forgive me if my time comes earlier and my last words are forever lost with me in death. My family has locked me in. Though I have been unable to pull myself from bed to