85 Words On Depression
A poem
I woke up this morning and realized
I am nothing.
I tried to ignore that truth,
But I was tortured until I was reminded.
Only if someone knew how that felt,
How it feels to have every insecurity you have
to attack you all at once,
Like a group conspired against you and they huddled together
to discuss how to break you down
Then they whispered their plan in your ear
in slow concise words
that slice a piece of…