If It Wasn't For You

Depression

In this dark and gloomy place,

All I can see is your face,

Everything else is black,

In this tiny space,

I try to touch you,

But my hand just goes threw,

Why is this happening,

I don't know what to do,

I realize that this isn't real,

As I watch the walls start to peal,

Am I even alive,

Is it possible to even feel,

I wake up with tears,

Wondering if this has been happening for years,

Why am I crying,

Is it because I have so many fears,

Is there someone better than me,

I wonder who it could be,

Insomnia comforts me every night,

So I can forget about this "she,"

As you can tell,

I'm not doing so well,

I ask for help,

But you can't hear me yell,

I'm suffering from depression,

This is a big confession,

I wrote this poem,

So I can use a lot of expression.

June 1st, 2017