Sleep for dinner.

May 11, 2018

Depression got all of my sensations,

From feelings, to memories and the taste of my tongue.

My thoughts are rushing, station to station,

Struggling to keep up, I can't find solutions.

On the outside, I make no sound. But my heart is beating like my chest weights ten pounds.

Out of sync, with each beat, my heart seems to ditch.

Maybe I should ask a doctor. Or maybe should I stop eating sleep for dinner.

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