depression of mine
struggling but no long struggling
Somewhere in the dark they call out to me
But I cannot not hear them
Somewhere where they hear me
Somewhere where someone is crying my name
Somewhere where they tell me I am okay
Somewhere I am watched closely like inmate in jail house of life or death
Somewhere I am screaming but no one hears me
Somewhere where I am smiling
but I am crying
Somewhere that knife slips away
Where I am sleeping
but my eyes are wide open
Somewhere were the waves are crashing down on me
Where I am drowning in people
Where I am drowning in emotion
The doctor says everything's going to be okay
But I know its lie
Cause my life is like rerun of the great depression
But this time it is just me
Where the people look at me smile
Scared that may hurt me
Because I am the one in pain
Because I am the one crying while she’s smiling
Oh I have depression
About the Creator
Autumn Larson
My name is Autumn Larson
I believe in the truth of the heart and hard work.
I want to inspire and touch people's hearts
I am a part time store clerk and full time inspired writer, poet, artist
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