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Drowning
It hurts to breathe yet, the world around me spins.
Choking on my sadness, lying to myself.
I put my lipstick on and my smile,
no one knows.
Just how I like it, no need for small talk or to explain
“You’re worthless!” The voice inside my head booms.
I hope soon it will fade to a soft whisper and eventually dissipate
Until then, here I sit in a room full of people but all alone.
(2012)
I've been struggling with depression since the age of 12. In December of last year, I hit rock bottom. This is it.
