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Depression
I am not the person I once was
I am the person I don’t want to be
I have no energy, no enthusiasm
I have no passion for things that surround me
I have ebbed, never to return
I am barren of creativity
This thing called depression
I care not where it takes me
Now alone, I hear the voices that once inspired me
They have no meaning, just cacophony
I have been shaped by negativity
I have been diminished by mediocrity
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