I always wondered why you slept so much
I thought there was no rest for the wicked

They told me that it's all in my head
And they were right
It is all in my head...
And my heart
And my veins,
It's in my stomach
My arms and my legs
It's immobilizing my muscles
And deteriorating my skin
So yes- they were right
But they left a few things out
Not only is it in my head
It's now completely taken over every single part
That makes me
Me

This is Depression

You were the tension they called time
I the fool they named love

Show up for yourself today.

No one is comforting anymore

In the morning
I will be charming again
Convincing everyone, but myself
Of my alignment with the upright world

I am not a good friend