This is a poem that I wrote one afternoon in the AUM Library, and something in the building was vibrating rhythmically and giving me a headache. I couldn’t really concentrate on my homework, and I was feeling lonely, and the vibration was really loud, so my brain came up with this to help it. 🙂 I hope you like it!! (but please don’t comment anything negative, as this is the first poem I’ve shared with anyone, and I’m rather thin-skinned about it. Hey, at least I admit it to myself. XD)
As I sat in the library, my depression was seeping, the AC was beating, the blood in my brain echoed the song.
As I sat in the library, my friends were all leaving, my family was living, the blood in my brain yearned to join in the song.
As I thought and I mumbled, the brain there was troubled, the depression was leaking – consuming my soul.
And my thoughts they did stumble, as my heart longed for trouble, the depression consuming and leeching my soul.
As I sat in the library, my heartbeat was singing, my ears began ringing, the beat of the building continued the song.
As I sat in the library, I wished to stop beating, my friends all were living, I dreaded to continue to join in the song.
As I sat in the library, my depression increasing, my fingers still seeking, the rest of me yearning to sing in the song.
As I sat in the library, I wished to be happy, I wished to continue, my heartbeat drowning in the beat of the song.
As I sat in the library, my soul began singing, my friends joining with me, over distances chiming to join in the song.
As I sat in the library, my brain still lay weary, but the rest of me singing, my friends joining with me ere it were too long.