Depression


I am not alive

Yes, I am here

I hover

I float by

I participate

Say the right thing at the right time

But I am really not here

And then….

I escape

To my comfort zone

My deep, dark place

The curtains are drawn

The light’s not allowed in

The dark pervades

I settle into it

I come alive

The misery surrounds me

Like a fog

No, you can’t enter

It is my own

My place

My space

Where I exist

To myself.

 

 

 

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