1 October 2012
I am sad.
Yes I am.
Do not tell me to smile.
I am frowning for a reason.
My heart is heavy.
Full of rocks.
Glass in my throat.
Ripping and tearing.
My muscles are jelly.
Quivering and shaking.
I'm becoming frail.
So weak the wind pushes me.
I cannot stand tall anymore.
My back is hunched over.
My knees hurt and ache.
Their no use anymore.
I've forgotten how to laugh.
Not even a giggle comes.
My eyes droop.
No longer wanting to see pain.
My mind is going numb.
There's to much hate.
No pills can take it away.
It will always be hidden.
In my actions you see.
Depression • Opuss № I