Eating is like a dead bath for my stomach
Haiku for deep depression
By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Melancholia film, Justine unable to take the steps to have a bath
eating, once a happiness,
Weighed down by tepid bath water
I drown.
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All of heaven and earth
Clouded by hell’s
Ice fire
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The air between us
Being trapped under hard words
Air bubbles in pond.
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I hear the earth rattle
As I sink into your fire
Last breath sunk.
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Comments (5)
Wow , very unique .
This is soooo amazing, Melissa! You have some brilliantly beautiful wording here. I'm in love with this one.
What a fabulous collection. Wow
Oof, the emotions hit me hard! This was fantastic!
really lets the reader experience your feelings