Depressed Thoughts

I stare out
into the world
as I hold tight
to the emptiness inside of me

I want
to be that leaf
floating ever so beautiful
to the wind's rhythm
I want to be
the sunrise stretching across the horizon
I want be anything
but the image
in the mirror

I stare out
into the world
as I hold tight
to the emptiness inside of me

Holding the knife
as tightly as I can
imagining death
from a single
self-inflicted wound
and for a very brief moment
I feel alive
I close my eyes
and feel the blood flow
onto the paper
forming the words I want to leave behind

I stare out
into the world
as I hold tight
to the emptiness inside of me

This darkness
this unbelievable cruelty
called life
torments me to the point
where I believe that no one can understand
what it feels like
to cry
time and again
only because I've survived another night
no one knows
that I hold my breath
hoping I will forget to breathe
no one knows
what it feels like
to be tempted to end this suffering
I believe I am alone
I believe I will die alone
and for the first time in days
I smile

I stare out
into the world
as I hold tight
to the emptiness inside of me

Thanks . . .and no, that's not how I feel. I work with folks who suffer from depression and I just tried to take what they've talked to me about and express it as best as I could.

i can relate.