Today I feel so hollow
The depression it hits me hard
There is no thought
There is no action
That makes me feel this way
It is just a feeling that I live with
Every single day
Sometimes I forget
Until I sit still
Then I realize that this depression
It is real
There is no rhyme or reason
For the way I feel
I sit here alone in silence
Hoping this feeling will end
This is when I try to escape
This is when I pretend
Nyx
Disclaimer: When I write, it is not always literal, it is not always about the present. Please do not interpret anything literally. I only say this because I know that I have readers who think that what I write is always at this moment, and that is not the case. I will not always say when or how these poems come to me. I always appreciate everyones empathy, concern, and happiness when I post my poems. Please keep in mind that these posts are not always what they seem. They are not always literal, and they are definitely not always present day. Please know that I appreciate everyone who enjoys my writing. I just think this needed to be said. To everyone who reads and supports my poems. I appreciate the hell out of you.
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