Depression is an illness
You don't understand its realness
You think it's just sadness
It's more
It's worse
The constant feeling of madness
Madness, towards yourself
You can't help but drown yourself in thoughts
Thoughts of death
Thoughts of your last breath
The constant tears
Can't even look in the mirror
You can't accept yourself
For who and what you are.
You're so torn apart, that
When someone tried to help
you push them away.
You, feel you don't deserve happiness
Cause there's this constant sadness
YOU ARE READING
Lonely?
ŞiirPoetry to help you cope. Poetry you can relate to. To remind you that you are not alone.
