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The Daughter of Melancholy

Caught up in depression's cold embrace...

By Leah Suzanne DeweyPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
The Daughter of Melancholy
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Nothing stays

The voices fade

The questions and the pull still lingering

The whispers of dreams

Still darting through my memories

I have not done this alone

Yet I am always alone

The house is empty

Silent

The eerie, calming grey stifling the house

I wish you'd come

I know you won't

Still my thought longer on the possibilities

Empty

Honest

Alone

If I am honest I feel no fire

No hate, no anger despite the encouragement

Just empty and grey

The pull, the lure

The endless suffering of a heart holding onto hope

The house is hollow

I wish you'd come

I wish I knew your truths

But it's unfair to expect

I have have been silent too

The bridge is broken

You hold the match

It could be burnt

But it could rebuild

My heart aches

The questions linger

Nothing stays and this haunting image never fades

I am at a loss

Mental Healthsad poetry

About the Creator

Leah Suzanne Dewey

I’m a writer who loves diving into horror, but I also explore romance, travel, health & entertainment. With a forensic psychology background, I’m chasing my dream of writing full-time.

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    Written by Leah Suzanne Dewey