I am stuck between a rock and a hard place again and the pain is excruciating.
Today in the battle of the mind depression is winning.
Perhaps tomorrow I will find the strength to even the score.
Many times I find myself writing poems about living with depression and the everyday struggle to overcome it. It is indeed a grueling battle, but a war, in the end, I will win. Submittung this one to a new literary journal geared toward sharing insight into mental illness. Looking forward to the opportunity and the possibility of getting one of my submissions published.