It's Clinical
A poem about depression.
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Oh, it’s such a long way down -
To the place my heart lives.
I try to bring it home.
Try to lift it higher up,
But it’s stubborn and fixed -
On the weight that wearies it.
The traumas press upon it like gravity.
I pick off the lint and pieces,
Of gravel that got kicked upon it.
I brush the dust off and try again,
But so stubborn it remains -
Firm and determined to stay low -
Focused on the past and the future,
Never embracing the moment.
No matter how I try, it never listens -
To the joy I try to impart,
To the deeply wounded,
And forever scarred and marred -
Heart that used to reside,
Within this hollow chest of mine.
I cry out for you to try,
But you’re too tired, too sore.
Leave me be, let me alone -
You cry out to me.
So, I let you rest in the dust,
And hope for the best,
Knowing full well as I do -
There’s just no coming back from this.
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About the Creator
Lena Folkert
Alaskan Grown Freelance Writer 🤍 Lover of Prose
Former Deckhand & Barista 🤍 Always a Pleaser & Eggshell-Walker
Lifelong Animal Lover & Whisperer 🤍 Ever the Student & Seeker
Traveler 🤍 Dreamer 🤍 Wanderer
Happily Lost 🤍 Luckily in Love
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Comments (5)
I wish it didn't have to be this hard. Sending hugs to you
A beautiful piece that so many will be able to relate. Well done.
Awesome!!!
Thank you!💕
Sending hugs and support for this Lena