Today, I Got Out Of Bed

A poem about depression.

For most, this doesn’t seem like much

But today, I got out of bed.

This morning, my alarm went off

And I hit snooze

But I kept my eyes open

Because, today, I got out of bed.

My heart swelled with doubt

“You’re not good enough,” it said

But today, I got out of bed.

My eyes burned, because I spent all of last night

Drinking my pain away

But today, I got out of bed.

“I haven’t been to class all week” I thought

“They won’t care if I’m gone.”

Yet, today, I got out of bed.

I grumbled and groaned as I got ready

I barely cared as I drove to school

And yet, while I sat in class today

I thought, “Today, I got out of bed”

Sometimes I let depression control me

And sometimes, I do not

So I’ll mark today down as a victory

Because, today, I got out of bed