it is with sadness I write
are you seeing me
touch a feeling and get to know me
the internal conflict
weighing on me darkness and light
depression and I don’t talk
my thoughts grow dark
when I think no one cares
my glaring faults all too apparent
maybe I’m someone less than desired
a casual glance and you know me
it hurts in the moment so I turn away
no one can help me
my shadows have gone quiet too
what a place to be, one of deafening silence
I’m unable to connect most times
not because I don’t want to
socially I just can’t
talking seems too surface
until I meet the ones who seem deep
but I’m not just deep, I’m disturbing
my knowledge takes people out of their comfort zone
my beliefs are different
and yes, even I shiver when it’s cold
That’s terrific and honest.
Its hard to touch another’s suffering unless you’ve suffered yourself….I feel your pain.🙏
hello dearest Benny thank you graciously for the love here 💕
You have captured here that which is often so hard to put into words.
hello lovely Green thank you for the love here 💕
I’ve been depressed in the past, but some are clinically depressed and can’t get out of it without prescribed drugs. I feel for those people. It’s as though I’ve been released from jail due to time and age and they’re still in.
This really hits the nail on the head.
hello dearest Tim I’m glad you got out of it it’s not nice especially when it comes and goes without reason thank you for the love💕