Not the Time
My stomach has been in knots
For a while now
Depression falls down and lands right on me
How could it not?
My mind plays tricks on me and
My mental health starts to poke me with a stick
Jerks and tics
And unwanted thoughts
Not the time
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Good description of the weight of depression.
“Depression falls down and lands right on me”
I can really relate to this.
My favorite part is how some lines are offset by a single space. At a glance it looks like everything is in line, but the reader sees it when they look closer, which is unfortunately how some people approach such disorders.
hi. i don’t have the words to express how relatable this is.
“not the time” always seems to be the time it hits the hardest.
Like mental health poking with a stick