Sunday, October 10, 2010

Caught up

Depression has a way of eating at your soul
Devouring your very existence
Allowing your life to pass you day by day
Hiding from you time so quickly lost
Forever...
Seconds accumulate into minutes;
Which melt into hours;
Which soon form an army of days;
Days blur into weeks;
Which welcome the months
Maybe even years...

Precious moments slip away
Into a nothingness
A dead realm of now unthought, unattainable dreams...
Potential is lost
In the sea
Of self pity and hatred...
Smiles practice their handstands
And soon
Begin to prefer it that way...
Laughter realises it doesn't deserve a voice
And so he
Quietly shrinks into solitude...
Tears agree they need to explore,
Boycott their small, confining world,
Leap courageously over eyelashes,
Moist from those who failed the jump...
Only to settle in lip's creases,
To be absorbed
By Kleenex.

The mind fuels the fire
With it's God-given ability
To find
Every fault
Each imperfection
Anything "not normal"
One stray hair
One bump out of place
One missing piece
One thing that sets you apart
From the world of "beauty" (standards that don't even exist)
And you're sent plummeting into "the pit"

A place we send ourselves
As "personal punishment"
A place where darkness conceals us from the lies
A place where we are finally numbed
Knowingly oblivious to all we are...
Impossible to determine
Where you begin
Where you end...

It feels right -
Shut off from the world
Separate from the entirety
Saving everyone else from your disgusting
Excuse of the human form.

You are free!

Of course it hurts
Locking yourself away
But it feels so right...

It is right; isn't it?

You are free; aren't you?

Unfortunately depression has this way of eating at your soul
Devouring your very existence...
But the real truth is -

You allow your life to pass
You allow precious moments to slip away
You allow potential to be lost
You allow the effects of what others say

Stop!

For a few short seconds, look around.
There will always be someone worse off
So next time you wish to run and hide,
Try not to be so caught up in you...

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