Dear depression
Dear, depression
hello agian. Yes I know about the guilt, I know about the shame.
It's be awhile, so long so long I almost forgot you were still
lurking around the corners of my mind. Its been nice having sleepless nights
wondering if you were right. Sometimes I hear your whispers dance across my skin beggging
for just one more. I hide you in dried up ink, trying to swallow happiness in pill form
but just before I remember
where I lost my train of thought somewhere down a rabbit hole under tree
in my childhood home. You remeber there, don't you?... that's where I first saw you telling me
I wasn't safe without you telling me I couldn't live without you telling me I'd die for you.
My life so broken. You took the pieces to build a glass castle to
keep me in, with only my reflection to keep me company. Well dear dear my oh so dear
depression my dear dear "life" how you won't steal more of me. I have some light and
you are my shadow. This is just a sorry excuse of a love letter.
my love my life call me names call me love call me all of the above
I bid you farewell I bid you my life,
with love, yours truly,
a free and occationally sad woman.
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