Depression, Old Friend

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In some ways

My stubbornness has kept me alive

Helped me survive with

Foggy sighs subtly dimming a daft shine of blinding light 

Positivity playing as my most favored shield

My heart, a sword

Cutting into this world relentlessly

Irreverently seeking healing through the wounds of others


My sadness, a sheath to such self-inflicted cuts

For people like me, it’s easy to love

To see so much in others I cannot easily see in myself 

Depression digs deeply at my roots

Reminding me to be unapologetically selfish

Withdraw my sword and remind myself that it’s okay to rest

This spirit needs nourishment

This mind needs respite 

This heart needs comfort 

This body needs 8 hours of sleep tonight

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