Drowning (In Depression That is Not Mine)

Drowning in depression

That is not mine

Abysmal delirium

To fill up the time

Stranded and pivitol

Unsure where to tread

The weight of calamity

Fills me with dread

Waking or sleeping

It bruises my soul

Ebbing and swelling

The years taking their toll

Erasing the passion

The drive the desire

Erasing the passion

That fuels the fire

Silent and forceful

And so full of fear

Cutting in deeply

With morbid despair

Dragging me down

Through the depths of it all

Brick by brick, slowly

Deconstructing my wall

Making no claims to reason

And with no chance to shine

Drowning in depression

That is not mine

2/2017

depressionliving with someone with depression

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