Ballad of Depression

depression talking to me

Crawl! Crawl! Crawl!
From the lonely hole you're stuck in.
Dig! Dig! Dig!
You just keep on slipping down...
Again! And again! And again!

Darling. Darling. Darling.
Don't run away.
I promise I'll keep you company.
We'll drink hot tea,
they're your tears.
And delicious muffins,
I don't know what they're made of,
(maybe your sanity)
I'll keep you awake all night.
And I'll send you nightmares
as my love letters.
I wrote them just for you.

"I love you."
You love me too,
Don't deny it.

Cry. Cry. Cry.
Yes. That's my girl!
Keep that sadness with you.
I'll eat your happiness away
And marry you with pain.

Isn't this a bit lame?
Hmmm...
What does this little party of ours lack???
Ahah!

FEAR!
GRIEF!
more! more! more!
Madness!!!

Come. Come. Come.
Come in.
I'll show you my world.
Where you can't see light or say a word.
Aphasia's not our biggest problem.

Brighten up the music!
Play Beethoven's silence.

...

I...
look at you walking down the isle.
I'm falling for you over and over again.
Your eyes... coated with black ink.
Wait! Are those your eyebags?
How wonderful!
You already met Insomnia!
Your pale lips... just my type.
Your thin waist... have you been  eating?
No? Good.
I'm the only thing you're allowed to eat.
Ha!

Let's Dance! Dance! Dance!
Around this broken ballroom!
We're in your mind my love
Treading upon dangerous imaginations.

Scream! Scream! Scream!
Wait here.
I'll bring more champagne.

You see everyone?
Let's dance with them!
Isn't delirium a good friend?

We danced the whole night,
I caught you smiling a few times.
You're beautiful.
Just wanted to tell you.

When you're alone,
remember,
I'll always be here,
waiting for dark thoughts to wake me up.

The moon is fading
Hiding behind the sunlight.
The night is over,
I have to go.

Schizophrenia,
My lovely friend!
I leave her to your care.

Narcolepsy,
stay with her,
she needs rest...
But don't make it permanent...
Not yet.

Goodbye my love.
Are those pills enough?
Not that you can afford more.

Are you cold?
Hallucinogens will give you blankets.

...

...Dun...
...Dun...
...Dun...

I'm playing the last note of our lullaby.

But the party is far from the end!

I'll be back my love.

Author's Note

the whole time i was writing this, i imagined depression as someone really handsome and he would have made a great lover if he wasn't a psycho. Lol, i know, i'm weird.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"play beethoven's silence"
love that line...and i like the schizophrenic nature of this...the back and forth...he loves me, he loves me not..etc.
i also really like your personification.

[CookieMisfit1969]

thank you :)

[Bare Trees]

Depression has a way with words. He'll swoon you good but he brings no joy, no happiness, only sorrow for his own benefit.

Interesting words.

[CookieMisfit1969]

thank you :)

[Enchanted-Raven]

What a unique read, beautiful in it's madness....enjoyed :) x

[CookieMisfit1969]

thank you :)