My world is crumbling around me.
What do I do when the darkness that is depression consumes me?
I could drink away the pain,
Only to have it return once I’m sober.
I could have sex in an attempt to cope,
But I can’t seem to give my body away these days.
And I considered popping pills and ending it all,
But I’m afraid of dying.
When others ask how I’m doing,
I lie and say, “I’m doing well.”
No one knows that it’s all a facade.
What I really want to say is,
I’ve barely slept in days,
And I feel numb.
Empty.
Worthless.
I feel like I’m such a burden that everyone’s life would be better if I were gone.
Depression has swallowed me whole, and this time, I’m not sure I’ll escape.
But I say I’m fine.
And they don’t even notice,
How red my eyes are from crying.
My world is crumbling around me.
And no one hears my cry for help.
Jai Marie I hope you are ok. Lovely poem. Is this the way you are feeling? If so hang in there. There will be better days 💕
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Thank you, Ruby. 💚 I’m ok; just taking it one day at a time.
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Hey Jai, I hope you don’t really feel this way. No one would be better off without you girl! Remember, talk to someone if this is truly how you feel 💕.
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Thank you, Janice. 💚 I talk to my therapist weekly.
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