Siege
For three and a half long days I lay under siege from my loneliness,
Reinforcing my walls with words -
Stacking stones of Spanish lessons layered with the mortar of memorized poems.
But always there are gaps.
And depression is deadly accurate.
The slightest interstice is a vast vulnerability, and this foe lies lurking in the darkness.
It spies the slightest hint of exposed...
Reinforcing my walls with words -
Stacking stones of Spanish lessons layered with the mortar of memorized poems.
But always there are gaps.
And depression is deadly accurate.
The slightest interstice is a vast vulnerability, and this foe lies lurking in the darkness.
It spies the slightest hint of exposed...