2 months.
I need
A release
But I can't
Do anything.
I can write
This poem
But I feel
Nothing
And everything.
I'm tired,
But can't sleep--
No escape
For me.
No trigger warning.
What was
The trigger
For me?
Nearly a month free
From these
Feelings.
I can't go back.
I can't fall back.
Tears well,
But I can't
Dwell
On the fact
The depression
Is fighting
To come back.
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