Poems from Jeanette Seele
Don't romanticize depression
It is not
Endess sleep
A bottomless well
Of tears
It is exaustion
Eating at the backs
Of my eyelids
At 3 in...
How is college?
She asks, I laugh
I quit
Her eyebrows
Drawn together, concerned
Are you eating?
I sip my black coffee
Chew my lip
The...
Sickened
I find myself
Unsettled
By who
I swore
I would never become
She would never
Hurt me
Not like that
I tell them
Bruises
Internal...
I don’t know
How to fight
With you
Like you want me to
My apathy
Exhausts
Even you
I make an effort
To care
About something
But
You
See...
It is impossible to say what she is like
as she is incomparable to most earthly things
She's not a wildflower,
she is a whole...