Another Day in the Life of a Depressed Mind

Shared in the Form of a Poem

Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Unsplash

staring at the spackled wall

i lay on the floor

with eyes glazed over —

.

computing nothing,

thinking of nothing

.

but the empty void i feel;

.

several minutes pass,

countless hours pass

.

the walls become dark —

i now lay in bed,

with heaviness my eyes close

.

until tomorrow,

when the void returns.

Photo by Mathew MacQuarrie on Unsplash