Depression
By Macy
Depression is oppression.
It’s a deadly hidden message
Defined by self-hate.
It seals its prisoner’s fate.
It holds you captive and throws out the key.
It stabs and jabs just to see you bleed,
Inflicting wounds that scar for life.
Destruction is its mother and death its wife.
When the emptiness hits.
There is nowhere to run or hide.
It consumes me.
It breaks me and
leaves me broken.
I’m choking
From the pity in their eye
I’m choking
From the sad undertone
I’m choking
From the overwhelming thoughts
I’m choking
Because on the inside I’m drowning in my tears
Void, canceled, simply annulled.
Endlessly aching, unconsoled.
Life without you, cause without reason.
Touch without sense, time without season.
I face life now facing a cancerous sore,
A sordid parasite that eats at my core.
All that makes me whole, all I hold deep within,
Leaving me lifeless, or at least not livin’.
rain pattering, fogging on the window,
musing on a gray day.
my soul swimming in mud, dropped
left to harden
when the sun shines.rocks have the souls
abandoned by tired
seekers and wanderers without
a place to hold to
themselves.
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