in the deafening noise I cloak my hurt
my pain is not for public view
it is a heavy weight to smile when you're sad
darkness lingers in all I do
depression stalks my steps
altered perceptions nothing is the same
a bite of food turns to ash in my mouth
haunted sleep I can’t escape the sorrow
sleeping too much I ache
pushing myself to accomplish things
my heart isn’t in it
vulnerable honesty my thoughts turn dark
I don’t want to do anything
inside my loneliness dream of blackbirds
flying away in the night
my thoughts swirl then dip and dive against an onyx sky
then grey settles in and my mind fogs with it
so I go back to sleep and dream of the blue
Described ‘the black dog’ perfectly.
Sleep well
🙏
hello dearest Benny good evening thank you graciously for reading and commenting with such an apt description of depression I’d never heard that expression before 💕
I think it was how Winston Churchill described his depression.Most folks down under use it as a euphemism for depression.
Take care 😘
You really nailed this diagnosis, girl.
I felt kind of rough after reading it. Everyone can relate to this.
hello beautiful Kitten you are appreciated thank you 💕
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible imagery my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hi dearest Damian good afternoon thank you graciously 💕