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A Journey – Day 7 #OctPoWriMo

I was thinking of the last time depression came to call, and wrote this.
Can you relate?

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A Journey.

 

I never see it coming.

It creeps along my flesh like a bug.
I choke on breaths, unsatisfying.
While dark becomes my refuge, the light no good.

And tears start to drop – mid-sentence – without grounds.
Becoming drunk on sadness; the sky of blue rains down.
Your voice slows, slows, slows…. to a crawl…
…it’s here – I am found.
Bed sheets stick to flesh, unwashed, foul.

Pills and pills and pills and pills.
Shame, stupor; a loathing of the self.
Medical quarantine… But falling still.
Torturous sleep, denying peace for all its wealth.

I cannot smile, or eat, or think, or care.
I cannot live, unlike before.
Look at me – I am not there.
I. Am. Lost to life…. Once more.

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Vertigo Chamber by Brian Henson

Vertigo Chamber by Brian Henson

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5 thoughts on “A Journey – Day 7 #OctPoWriMo

  1. Shah, yes I can relate! You say it beautifully always in so few words, so straight to the point. I have been there very recently, I’m glad to be crawling back. I love this!

    Heather

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