Thoughts Turning to Ink on Paper

Always Fine

The thread has somehow stopped unraveling

Or at the very least,

Slowed down

Feeling fine is a constant state

Sometimes good,

Sometimes happy,

Sometimes okay,

Sometimes sad,

Sometimes angry

These emotions never stay long

Always leaving to make room for fine

It's nearing Thanksgiving and Christmas

I'm not ready to go 'home'

I don't want to

I worry if I do, 

Then the thread would continue

Unraveling faster than before

Finals are coming up,

And I already feel overwhelmed

With the projects and papers

I'm drowning in school work

I can't afford to have something

Happen at 'home' where I hold it in

Until I'm back at my apartment,

Where I'm in a depression episode

Where I can't work on anything

And stay in my room

Spiraling closer and closer

To the end of the thread