Currently 11:15 pm 12/17/19

My thoughts in a poem format

There or here it comes every now and then.

I feel fine for a while then it creeps into my mind.

A gloom a sudden doom inside my heart.

Some call it depression some call it stress.

Post traumatic stress disorder or bipolar how to decide. 

Shall we medicate her or shall we talk a hour or two?

The feeling it creeps into not only my mind but my heart sometimes it gets into my soul.

Though its not a constant feeling but its always still there.

I try to smile and move on and make good when I can.

Hearing the voice in my head tell me Ill be fine.

Fine is such a feeling that has become as dull as it sounds. 

Why cant we just be happy and feel no numbness of this abyss.

I both feel a sad and happy feeling constant.

What is it that I cant get away from.

What is a word I feel a lot.