How it Feels

There’s a weight upon my chest,

A blot upon my soul.

I feel like am broken,

I feel I am not whole.

There’s sadness in my heart,

There’s unseen tears I need to cry.

My head is feeling fuzzy,

I wish I could say why.

I am lost in the fog,

I’m trying to escape.

I’m stuck within a nightmare,

Wishing I would wake.

I yearn to be different,

This is not who I choose to be.

Depression is debilitating,

It is part of me.

By Autumn Willow

Copyright@AutumnWillow:KatieHaigh 16/04/19

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. Love this! I totally relate! ❤️

  2. I think depression deserves to be written about without metaphors, because its difficult enough to explain to people how it feels and why its so debilitating.

    Sending hugs! Or whatever equivalent to that you might prefer.

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