My dear
Your face is becoming puffy
my dear
have you been crying?
to shed the hurt?
Your eyes are becoming bloodshot red
my dear
have you been popping pills?
to avoid the thoughts?
your arms are becoming a knife duller my dear
have you been taking a blade your skin?
to cut out the pain?
are you becoming empty
my dear
have you been blankly staring into space?
depression?
(2014)
