My depression makes no sense
So, to you:
It’s unacceptable
It’s a crime
It’s selfish
My depression comes from failure
Failure to satisfy the world
You.
Myself.
And so, I fall.
My depression lurks in the shadows
Behind laughter
Behind humour
Behind smiles
I am not permitted this depression
My depression pulverizes my lungs
I am drowning
Sinking
Dying slowly
Laughing all the while
My depression:
is the apple of Adam
is the fire of Prometheus
It is forbidden
So I sneak it
In the dark
Round the corner
On my own
My depression isn’t a weapon
That I use against you
I loathe it, this depression
My depression: like quirks and oddities go
Is undeniably a part of me
I know, it is unacceptable
But, I hope, you accept it
Just like I have accepted
Your depression.
End.
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