I wake in the evening hoping you are there.
I am the only person in the meeting.
With the committee in my head
A Free Verse Poem on Depression
The alarm resounds in my head and I grumble and moan.
It pulls me from my slumber with a start.
My blankets wrapped around me keeping me warm as the cold morning air hits me.
I feel invisible. I am invisible.As if life is passing me by and no one seems to notice or care.