Depression

21 2 2
                                    

"Because I know there is no way out
I don't scream,
Instead I drive my thoughts crazy by drawing dreams on walls
And by calling it the future
I push people away by building walls so I can have a city to go.
With one eye closed and another near the light
I can see the faint trembling's  of the ever night
Brushing fingers done my arms
A thumb on my lip
Telling myself I'll be fine as long as I feel
But I can see him yelling his face contorting in pain
But I don't hear,
I see her put the tea next to me
But I have no sense to drink it
I might trace my finger around the rim
The smooth edges soothing
But I can't breathe .
Because
     I want
            something
more.
             but.  I'm.
                                          stuck
Watching my life through others glassy eyes
I'm grasping onto nothing for something to keep me hanging
Because when the next door slams it'll be me that will be rattling
I want to better so bad
That I say I'm better.
So I'm stirring the food until I stop
Wondering why what is the point until it's not
He says with his butterfly tongue
You'll be fine
And though butterfly's can't lie his eyes show battles we all rage
So even if I shut myself up
There's places where the world won't venture for fear of being trapped again
I drink the tea
The cold sweetness like ash in my mouth
Reminding me I no longer feel what others do
And no milk from mummy can fix that"

North Of Nothing Where stories live. Discover now