My emotions suppressed, switched off when Iâm depressed.
Where once were anger, sadness, despair and fear, thereâs now only nothingness everywhere.
There was frustration, exhaustion, tiredness and pain - now searching for feelings is all in vain.
I was too tired of this life as it cut my heart like a knife.
Now I no longer feel - my emotions turned off.
âDoes it taste good?â she asks, and I nearly scoff.
I nod, absentmindedly, at her - she doesnât know that itâs not like before; what I once enjoyed eating, feels now like a chore.
I stare blankly ahead.
She whispers âShe looks so sad.â
She doesnât know that my heartâs heavy indeed - of comfort it surely is in need.
The sky so grey, it matches my mood;
like clouds I feel so far removed.
The weight of emotions was too much to bear, cracking my heart open bare.
Now nothingness is everything my heart can spare.
I look outside, not trying to hide.
Rain splatters the windowsill,
the wind rages, never to still.
Leaves fall away and are caught in the whirl; in a violent dance they swirl.
A leaf falls down - brown colour, texture crisp.
Iâm sure if I touched it, it would crumble to nothing but mist.
I feel that way too, so hollow inside - and
deep down I know I would too, if someone tried.
But I wonât let people close,
because isolation is what I chose.
So I stay on my own, trapped inside.
Can someone die while still alive?
Because I might.
[Picture by Paul Pastourmatzis, Unsplash]
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