Submitted Date 05/17/2019

I cannot write happy little stories

about happy little trees

in worlds that do not exist

because life is anything but-

there are moments of joy

as any life has

but they are few and far between

so it makes no sense to tell tall tales

I know nothing of

when my heart and experience

are firmly grounded in profound misery

of death


and a reality brashly ignored

by the rest of this happy little world

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  • David Ross Washington Jr 2 years, 5 months ago

    This definitely is the essence of what depression is and feels like.

  • Kiersten Felch 2 years, 5 months ago

    Existence can be hard, and your poem definitely conjours that feeling.

  • Miranda Fotia 2 years, 4 months ago

    I have a hard time writing about the brighter side of things as well. Idk...I feel like there is more beauty and depth in pain and sadness. I think your poetry is brilliant and when I read it, it gives the feeling of a familiar place where people like me can be themselves and don't have to force a smile to make others comfortable.

    • Ken Tomaro 2 years, 4 months ago

      I do feel like there is beauty in pain and sadness, or reality of life as I call it. I stopped faking smiles a long time ago.