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Mental Health Composing Rocky Road
Conducted by marshmallows,
the soft yet frozen,
white, once squishy-
composed a symphony.
Cadence-
in harmonic progression.
The Savory dark chocolate chunks,
cherish the bittersweet-
tried for disposition.
Walnuts adagio-
once they meet in the smooth
creamy chocolate ice cream.
Colliding,
delightful ingredients.
Comforting then not.
It’s a pillow of feathers-
overpowering percentiles of flavors.
Prestissimo then to an uncomprehending halt.
Everything is silent.
It is all in my head.
There is no buzz.
Just a muse so mellow.
A melody-
with vulnerable keys.
The motif is a canon-
but there is a composure.
There is a chorus,
delectable-
savory.
It gives an accent.
Invigorating creativity.
Determined with possibility.
Sweet, delicate, and pure.
Smooth-
crashing waves
over and over.
Drowning-
Softly.
They render inviting harmonies-
Reminiscing the luscious chorus of Rocky Road.
Confusion married my mind.
Discomfited shattered my soul.
Tattered like paper-
heart obsessed.
On a broken vinyl-
the record spins.
Painted in obsessive colors-
seen merely as a mess.
Visited often-
heartache hall of fame.
Broken lyrics-
the voices don't notice there is a loss.
When there is no more truth-
solitary is terminated.
Conducted by marshmallows
the soft yet frozen feelings,
and profound melting memories.
My life-
a war.
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This peace is about my depression and anxiety journey. In metaphorical terms of ice cream and a war. I wanted to capture the feeling of depression, my experience, and getting over depression which had impacted my life greatly. This poem has helped me express this and I hope that others can connect to this, understand others or help others understand/feel these emotions.