I am alone.
I am worthless.
I am nothing.
Three thoughts that cross my mind
Every day,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second.
I know I'm none of those things;
I know that I'll achieve greatness,
But depression doesn't know that.
Depression knows no boundaries,
Except for how to cross them
Without getting caught.
I am a pit of despair;
A black hole of never-ending pain.
I know nothing except for
Three things:
I am nothing.
I am worthless.
And I am alone.