Breakfast Conversations


You don't understand

Depression is my friend and enemy

That lives in my head and vacations

on my shoulders.


I wish I could get better

but depression eats your optimisim

for breakfast

And I can't simply post an evicted notice

on my forehead

And help it carry it's bag to the rental van.


I hope someday you understand

That your life jacket of positivity

only lifts me to breathe

But it doesn't drag me out of the water

I'm drowning in.


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