Physically, emotionally, spiritually confused.

love is not kissing the boy who made you cry
and saying
it is okay
love is not between your legs or the style of your hair
or pressing bruises tight
with despair
love is reading memories of our life
in the lines from your smile
waking at aged sixty five
next to you

Depression is when you cry but you don't know why you're crying.
Depression is feeling like everything is going well only one minute of the day, and the rest of the day makes you feel like dying.
Depression is weakness in your body from forgetting to eat.
Depression is loud music to drown out your thoughts.
Depression is fear of not being able to get up in the morning.
Depression is fear of actually waking up and knowing you have to go on.
Depression is fear of losing everyone and everything you love.
Depression is breaking down whenever you are alone with your thoughts because you try your best to not let anyone see the darkness that you've got inside of you because for all you know it could be contagious and you wouldn't wish it upon your worst enemy.

Barren lands lie within ,
Heart parched dry ,
Rain over me O Goddess divine

Why we are having differences
In color, region, money
He sent us for a reason

Magic is all around me, In a little touch of light, Or enveloping me, In a full moon on an endless night.

It erupts in busts of laughter, Where sadness thought it could stay. It's the comfort I find within, On a lonely day.

Once surrounded and hopeless, Magic helped me see, Through the looking glass I once wondered, If I can truly be free.

What once was ruin, Has transformed into something I so proudly call my home. It's everything I was told, I could never have on my own.

I stretch these wings, so soft and new, I've worked so hard to earn. Only through surviving hell, Can we begin to learn.

I feel magic all around me, as I crave to experience the world in strife. To touch and be witness of, What I've been caged from all my life.