Depression is Lonely
Chatter.
Surrounded by people,
yet I sit alone.
Afraid to come undone
Nobody will know how hurt I am
If I don’t talk to them.
To put on a mask
I mustn’t let them know:
Erase all emotion
Faceless, I blend in.
My parents, my friends…
None of them understand what’s going on
inside my head
I feel at a loss:
Not a soul can empathize.
I keep telling myself
That I alone can change how I’m feeling,
But how am I given any choice?
I'm under a dark ceiling
ever descending,
crushing me under it’s weight.
My life is a futile pursuit for happiness;
Each step
hurls my face toward the pavement.