A lot of times I wonder
Why me?
I don’t wish this shit on anyone else
So why me?
I get so sick and tired
of hearing people say, “just take your meds, they’ll help, it will be okay.”
I’m so over it
Because they don’t.
Sure they manage symptoms.
But the true depression never goes away.
It is here to stay.
And I just wonder
Why me?
I don’t wish this shit on anyone else
So why me?
What did I do
To deserve these thoughts and feelings that literally drive me insane?
What is it about me that the demons love so much?
What is it about me
That makes my demons cuddle up
In the darkest of nights?
It’s so cold
Every night
And they hold me oh so tight.
I can’t breathe.
Why me?
Really well written and relatable for many people. Keep on writing poetry💕
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Thank you! ❤
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