Living with depression
Surrounded by this invisible box, I live my life.
I feel no joy, no warmth of companionship.
Though I am surrounded by the ones I love they cannot reach me.
My mind is in an unstoppable strain to keep my appearance.
They sense something is wrong but can do little to help.
I am out of touch with reality and do not care.
What is there to do when I have no feelings,
when my world is contained by seclusion loneliness?
I strive to defeat the invisible opponent,
I cry when alone from the lack of contact.
I am stuck in a void where you see no end,
I want seclusion but I hate to be alone.
I have to find a way out before I am defeated indefinitely.
Who do I turn to, who has the power to give me life?
If I choose death I will find peace and the pain will end.
If I choose death the pain will just begin.
Copyright © Joshua Harris