Friday, November 1, 2019

Depression Poem

Depression

 A cruel disease I can’t cure
Something that’s always coming back for more
My life is a colorless movie
No color insight
My nights are dreamless I just lay down and cry
My days are weary as I fight this battle 
My heart, mind , and soul are all dressed in camo
A smile on my face but my heart is battered
I laugh at my pain it makes me feel better
I never even thought I would feel this unleveled
I take my mask off everyday 
It’s  always halloween 
But I never ever say trick or treat
Maybe  it’s me?
Wishing of happy days I’ll never see
Life is a battle but the only problem is i’m fighting me


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