I once got an inspiration
for a poem about depression
fingers, once excited to hold a pen
lingered over my notepad, unsure
confused by the topic in question
I felt myself get irritated enough
to put the idea to pension
writing used to be fun; not anymore
and so began my days and days and nights
of falling into unnecessary self-written traps
sleepless nights and yawning dawns later
and a few random tears for no reason that I could cater
I realized I was already writing it
DEPRESSION IS NOT A MYTH.
#IamMentallyAware