You ask what depression’s like for me, and I try...
how it comes in a myriad of shapes and shades...

Are words enough to remember me by?
I wish I had more to give you...

it's an odd sensation
to wonder if we've ever met...

I never want this to end,
this feeling of being invincible...

I went to work today and now I feel dead
except fact check - I’m not dead...

You broke my heart,
and the worst part is...

I’ve never written a poem about her,
but I miss her...

I’m thankful for him the way a lost
child is thankful for the moon...

He's not real.
I tell myself again and again...

I would love to wake up and not question who I am.
To not have to roll over in bed, clutching my...

If only I could weave these
tendrils of confusion...

I didn't know?
I...