Cold vinegar tears
bleed from me and the spiders
chase rainbows again

I am a battle
scarred veteran of a war
against depression

I stare at the wall -
I drink the honey sun and
ride the emotions

A bridge to hang from
waits for me. The appointment
I skip; ice cream calls

broken pottery
of my soul sing of laughter
and sunshine day smiles

In my room, on my
island bed - a fortress on
a warm blood sea sails

Sit in the light and
feel alive - away from the
suicide darkness