Just because you can’t hear me doesn’t mean I’m not there. Every moment is a waking nightmare Of anxiety and all I see’s a dangerous path that leads to apathy. Just because I’m still kicking and breathing and fighting Doesn’t mean that I’m not struggling Doesn’t mean that I’m not juggling every single task With kicking, breathing, and fighting just to stay afloat. Just to keep from drowning. Just to keep from shaking and crying and breaking and dying and Screaming out to the world
I am not okay!
And you know what that’s okay. Because I don’t have to be okay every single day just to be able to say Everything is fine. Everything is not fine. And when the world comes crashing down around you And you feel like you’re about to burst because of all the emotions that you aren’t feeling And when the world starts reeling and spinning under your feet And you feel like you’re sinning because you don’t feel complete, Take a moment
To breathe.
Because no matter what you believe One day you will feel again You’ll feel the sun on your face, a loved one’s embrace and then You’ll finally feel alive.
I wrote this because whenever I see stories of depression, I never see one that I can really relate to my story. So, I figured I might as well tell it.