Depression is
Five showers
To just feel warm
Depression is
Your dog knowing
And leaving you
Alone
Depression is
Eating
And then throwing up
Cause you hate the
Idea of gaining
Weight
Depression is
Calling everyone
In your phone book
Cause you regret
Everything
Depression is
Dying a thousand times
To only realize
You’re living
A lie
depression is just a state
that I've been in
ever since that you
called again
playin on repeat
I wonder why
all the missing pieces
were all a lie
that you had to go
and make me cry
never really knowin'
the reason why
I fall,
and yet--
I give it all
away
still, we’re decades away.
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.
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