He drowned his sorrow In barrels of whiskey dreams One glass at a time
Gray Vision
Gray days depress me More than anything else -Kel Dayheart
Jammed
Stuck in my head In silence My mind can't decide What to break me with -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #171
Sympathy in massive silence, without a word.
Don’t Ask
A broken heel Running mascara Without a jacket In the rain from hell Could this day Get any worse? -Kel Dayheart
Anguish
Burned to ash She didn't make A sound -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #163
He stared with heavy eyelids
Bad Days Don’t Disappear
There are no magic words To make depression disappear To wave a wand And poof you're cured It is a constant companion The goal is to have the good days Outweigh the bad And when the bad days come (And they will come) To have support in place That will keep you from Falling off... Continue Reading →
Blackout #159
Rainy-day grays fill me with sadness
Emptiness
It seems to creep Upon me in a sweep Leaving me to weep -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 