I could coat it with pretty words
But angers best expressed raw
I’m tired of hiding thoughts
Painting with grammar and lies
Beautifying pain.
                  ...
I can’t coat it with sugar
For sugar makes it worst
Body image lowers
Standards that aren’t met
Mentally I’m stable
Emotionally ****,
Literally ****** by not
Even knowing emotions.
Depression hides it’s shadow
Casting it as humor
But I know better since
He runs with my Lucifer.
Days and night restless
What else could it be
Dear god help me
let me lie to sleep