Out of Depression into Depression

I used to be in a state of resentment

My body absorded the hatred

My face showed only contentment

While my soul held a secret

 

Then silver smoke flooded my vision

Rose gold rings became my aesthetic

Lifestyle choices started a division

One side turns dark blue, the other kinaesthetic

 

Hard times are in my mind

Under appreciated and under heard

I lack the want in sharing my time

When my words are constantly blurred

 

I'm a misunderstood femme marrying a man

I love the life I chose, but I don't fit in

I don't belong to this world of less than

I've created my own version of a has-been

 

I'm stuck pretending

I've lost my dream ending

I'm nowhere near happiness

Just don't tell Mary Jane this

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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