Another day
Spent
In the company
Of
Depression
It's fine when I'm with others
I busy myself with conversation
Even though
I'm too tired to talk about
Anything
Interesting
I make small talk, pointless
Remarks, I'll say anything
To make the silence shut up
When I come home
I turn the music on,
As loud as it gets
I breathe music,
I don't dare to leave my phone behind,
Turn off the music, I feel like
The second the music stops,
I might just fall down
On the floor
And not find the strenght to
Get up
My sister got married today
It was all smiles
And laughs
Cakes
And
Calories
And cold sweats
Dreading the food
But I ate
I talked
I existed
But when I got home
I turned on the music
As loud as it gets
And tried to silence
This screaming
Void
In my chest
The music never gets loud enough
YOU ARE READING
Another day spent
PoetryJust another day spent, in the company of my depression. * The saddest part is that all my suffering, my pain, my sadness, those days that I got through even though I thought I couldn't, all this years of living in a hell that's trapped in my brain...
