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Depression Related Forums => Depression Central => Topic started by: sandcat on October 17, 2010, 05:59:34 PM
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Grey mist surrounds me
I can see through
But everything's blurred, tainted
I can see what's good
But I can't feel it, touch it
It blocks happy feelings
Creates numbness, isolation
It collects on my mind like dew
Weighs it down until it's too much to carry
I lie for hours
Tears fall
I feel nothing but emptyness
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The curtains are closed
There is no one around
Darkness falls inside as well as outside
As slowly and surely as one another -
The world cannot be stopped from turning
Daylight comes again
But it does not clear the fog
The sun may shine
But it does not break through.
Paint on my face
My mask to the world
If I look ok, I am ok
I can get through another day
But once again the darkness will arrive
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Very beautifully written, probably wouldn't understand if we never had this damned illness.............thanks for sharing
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Yes, beautifully expressed. You have a talent.
bel