Drowning in a cloud of nothing
Most people think of depression as a type of sadness
A sadness that envelops you
Or stands over you like a cloud
A dark one, heavy, and full of rain
But to me
It’s different
It’s a painful silence
A cloud of fuzz that just won’t leave me alone
A white noise
Or a heavy feeling that seems to swallow me
I’m not sad
I don’t feel
I’m numb
As wrong as it seems, I wish I were sad
I wish I felt
Something
I wish I could put a name to this
This feeling that won’t go away
This feeling that isn’t a feeling
I wish I had the key
To this lock that’s holding who I used to be hostage
In a box I can’t even find
What am I supposed to do?
I’m just one little seashell on a beach full of thousands
But the waves won’t leave me alone
They’re trying to drown me
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