It's Nothing

It's nothing
Nothing more than a slump
Or a low
A mere depression
So I am told
But it's deeper than that
It's more of a chasm
So dark you can't see your hand in front of your face
Feeling to see if you have a face
Feeling faceless
Feeling handless
You can't pull yourself out of this
It's more of an abyss
It is feelingless
It is emptiness
It is nothingness
The word depression
Does not do it justice
18.02.26
Composed for Lewis Raynes'
Depression - Poetry Contest
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib | Year Posted 2018
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