the cloud

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what is this dark

cloud above my head

it rains down on me

in my worst time of need.

the voice in the cloud

says that I am not

worth living my life,

that there is this thing

called depression and

broader-line personality

disorder

in one moment happy

the next pissed off

when it rains it pours

that's what they all say

the dark cloud

above my head is called

that cloud of depression.

it looms over me like

a dark rain cloud

how can I get rid of this

glass cloud that is haunting

my life.

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