Poems

Depression

It's not that I don't want to be happy
It's not like I wake up everyday and think
Today I'm not going to be happy
It's not a choice

I can't control if I'm happy or sad
When people ask me
Why are you so sad?
I answer, I don't know

I don't know why I'm sad
I don't know why I live like this
Like it's all fine
Creating a brand new character every day

Just so people don't notice
Don't notice my fake smile
Don't notice my tears
Running down my cheeks

Red eyes every time I go to sleep
A clump in my throat every time I try to speak
Bones crumbling
Turning to ashes

Devouring my strength
I can't take the weight of this
This... invisible,
Yet sensible

Depressing
Life.