Reflections on Depression.

Sometimes you can't just say it, and have to swallow everything.

I stood there, white face

A lot of emotions waving

They are endless.

I'm not strange to this feeling,

they invade my head

something I've been dealing

since a lot of time ago

nothing to care

nothing to hear

because in the end,

it won't disappear.

Author's Note

This came into my mind and decided to publish it here. I had a lot of time without writing that it makes me really happy to know that I didn't loose my inspiration. Addressing a important issue, Depression is a mental illness that often get people dismissed as 'lazy' or that 'are not trying enough'. As a sufferer of this illnes myself, I understand the struggles and wish that there would be more awareness and that people could be more understanding. I hope you like it, I guess this is one of my first tries in writing poetry.