Poems from eli.winter
I am a book-lover with depression and social anxiety. Writing poetry is how I vent and process things.
Light
Living in my skin
When daylight reaches past 8
And arises before 7
An axe splits open my shell
A familiar coffin of cobwebs
Spun in...
I don't want you to think it's over
This is just the beginning
Let repetition kill the potency
Of the demons’ chant “we’re winning”
Listen...
Autumn
Is the season of fireworks in the trees
The tea time that never trully ends
Carpets of color layering the sidewalks
And plastic...
I am the only person in existence, sitting in
the only room in existence, surrounded
by a sea of darkness
beneath a blackened sky, violent...
God, move your peopleMove in this placeThe Lord's name is powerfulForever God you reignYou call me courageousFor facing every dayI name you...