the sickness

You think i'm just sick
But its deeper, its thick
You promise it'll be ok
But nothings going my way
You ask me why i'm like this
But I can't really explain it
You ask so many question
There answerd by my expressions
You reassure its nothing, it will surley pass
What you don't get, this sickness, this....
Depression..........
Will surely last

Author's Note

this one is a better one too

Reviews

It's always very frustrating when someone doesn't understand you and the journey you're on.
Even though this is a short poem it is obviously well thought out.
I like the rhyme, and it works well. There is a nice even rhythm to it.
Nice write
-ST

[Fabian G. Franklin]

As someone who suffers from Bi-polar mania, I can relate very well to depression and I used to take every kind of prescription med for it but I learned to embrace those feelings and turn them into art, much as you have here. This was a great example of how alone and different depression can make one feel. good work.