They all persuade you that you’ll be okay,
But where are they when you need them most?
When you choke on insecurities, screams captured in blood and tears; when you drown in the black abyss of your own misery.
You drown alone.
No ‘You’ll be okay’ or ‘it gets better’ can swat away the negative energy that latches onto your every thought.
Isolated. You reach out to those who mean the most to you;
They turn their backs,
They walk away from you.
The fragile pieces that make your body shatter, all energy, thought, light escapes you.
When you walk in the black fog you walk alone.
When you face depression, you stand alone.
Solitary.
