NaPoWriMo Day 27

Today I found beauty in depression, in the pre-Raphaelite art of tragic characters. It is not my intention to romanticize self-harm, but rather see the beauty that lies even in the darkest of outlooks. I find, for me, that gives my depression value, and me a boost of confidence in the expression. 988 Suicide and…

Peripheral Noose

Shrub roses raspberry and spiderwortpurple by the locked garden gateonce colored rainbow our irises, but since my sentence started, I find smiling buds distasteful.I don't want to spit on their blooms,but dark clouds close in like wallssuffocating my view. It’s possible I could let the sunshine in…through fence picket prison bars.Tunnel vision was fated by…