my disappearance

Posted by Robert Anderson On Sunday, September 25, 2011 0 comments

these
antidepressants
won't let me be

i linger inside helplessly
hoping that the affection i write
for my dearest doesn't wither
from the fragility
of my heart

to be more saddened than they presently know
empowers me with all that moodiness they find
whenever i passionately shed the light of
my immortal soul

and now
i canvass through the depth my mind:
will they still "love" me
after i am utterly vacant from
the 'me' they have always held
before their delighted
beautiful
eyes...

will they even
remember
me?

Posted by Robert Anderson at Sunday, September 25, 2011
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