It'd be so much
Easier to drown in
water
Than to drown in
Depression
Because at least
In water
I can try
To swim
But in Depression
I am stuck
Between
Being a mess
Or being a
Suicide case.
And so far
I've forgotten
How to comb
My hair
And to care
About what I look like
When I go out
After weeks of
Not going out.
And I've forgotten
How to smile
To strangers
On the street
Who might
Need it
More than I.
I am a mess.
And every day
I live
Every moment
I breathe
I begin
To think
Being a
Suicide case
Would be
Much much
Easier.



s.j.q.