Depression

I want to cry.

Everything is out of place.

I can't control my heart.

Can't control my emotions.

It's as if they're all taking over.

Making me depressed,

No matter what I do.

Minor distractions,

Only help for a few hours.

Nothing works to keep me

From sinking deeper into myself.

I front a smile,

Twenty-four seven.

I'm not happy, 

I don't know if it will last.

I force myself,

To push it all away.

If only for a momentary release.

Any options for a distraction, I take it.

Because if I don't, I'm afraid.

Afraid that I'll never get out.

Get out of that dark hole I call depression.

I want to cry.

I want everything to stop.

I never wished for depression,

And I never wished for this ache.

If I can just grasp a hold

Of all the emotions,

And make them stop from hitting me all at once.

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[Salix_Alba]

If only it could stop.
If only it could end.
Heart. Heart. Heart. Heart. Heart.