One day it's
A firefly.
The next
It's the sun.
It's that numb
feeling.
It's the darkness
That surrounds you.
It makes you want
To hide in that
Darkness and stay there.
It's the scars you
See on your skin.
It's the words
You hear in
Your head
Its name is
Depression.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryThis is filled with different types of poems that I made. Anyone can request a theme for a poem. Some of these might have some sensitive themes for some people. I hope you enjoy.
