New Year, New Me, Same Old Lies… (Poem)

His form adorns the mirror glass; Unhappy. Within himself; At himself. It’s November. Too late to change. “Leave it ‘til New Year,” He says. “No point in doing it now.” He continues; The same burden of dissatisfaction, Continually weighing him down. December comes. Christmas. New Years Eve. All pass in a flash. January 1st. The … Continue reading New Year, New Me, Same Old Lies… (Poem)

(P/HW)xB=R

(This was a post I composed over a year ago and decided against posting on my blog as it was a bit of a sensitive subject. You will see by reading this how much my attitude towards depression and personal problems have changed.) More ardent readers of my blog will recall a flash fiction story … Continue reading (P/HW)xB=R