I am a Refreshingly Quirky Unitarian Universalist ENFP 4w5/7w6/9w1 book wyrm, nerdfighter, and Hufflepuff. This tumblr will display anything I like from the profound to the flippant to the strange to the silly to the beautiful. Stuff I enjoy: Doctor Who, Sherlock, Castle, White Collar, Firefly, Last of the Mohicans, Harry Potter, NCIS, Bones, Treasure Planet, Tamora Pierce books, Diana Gabaldon books, Lois McMaster Bujold books, Patricia Briggs books, Gail Dayton books, John Green books, vlogbrothers, shakespeare, poetry, steampunk, Renaissance Faires, Sci-Fi cons, Christopher Moore books, Good Omens, Jane Austen books, books in general, Dungeons and Dragons, Dollhouse, House, dragons, knitting, chainmaille, chocolate, and poetry
My Depression is waif-thin with hooked claws
She’s grey-scale with no color and no life
And her grip on me is iron strong.
She sucks the life out of me,
the color, the bubbles, the sunshine,
desperate to live by leeching off of me.
I don’t want to be like her.
Though, if this continues, I will be.
I am spring and she is winter
She’s all bone and bare twig
tattered clothes and ratty hair.
She’s Death’s cousin
And she’s constantly around, looking for a way in.
She seeps through the cracks and takes root in my heart
Growing in the back of my head like mold.