Water droplets on skin and tears mesh together It shows nothing You can’t see it It’s there It weighs you down then breaks you slowly You try to fight it It’s oh so hard You want to give up You want to wait You want to see the day when your breathing isn’t cold When your heart isn’t filled with black ink When you can smile easily again But for now You’re filled with cold ink The kind that fills every area The kind that takes something you love and covers it The kind that you try everything to make it go away and sometimes it turns clear You can’t see it But it’s there
I've been feeling my depression slowly creeping back on me. Just when everything seems to be good it decides to show up again.