Feeling Blue

My fingers are blue
Rather like my feelings in my head
My messy brain
My crowded cranium
My busy mind, they call it
The weather is like my feelings
Saturated with sad
The weather for reading sad books and watching sad movies
The weather for thinking sad thoughts
For thinking of memories
Good and bad
And in between
The weather makes my fingers blue
It makes them numb
It makes them numb like the feelings in my head make me sad
The circle of feelings, weather, and thoughts
The circle of my life
Never stopping, never starting, never taking a break
This is why I hate circles
They make my life what it is
They make it so I don’t want it
I don’t want my life
My life with circles and feelings and weather and thoughts- unstopping
Continuously circling

This poem is about: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741