Depression

Nothing really happened
I opened my eyes in the midnight
Started to cry and realised
I had it.

I’m feeling sick and weak
I’m not ready yet to face the life
And I won’t let them to see the truth
My lies keep me perfectly fine
I wonder how long will it take
I will die soon or they will see how crazy I am?

„Why are you so sad?
So melancolic and antisocial?
You don’t like us?
What is your problem?
Why don’t you speak?
You’re so mysterious and weird.”

Laying down and cry all night
Going to the bathroom and hide my tears
Cough before a phone call
Forge a smile and put glasses on my red eyes

„We sorry for how we treated you
It wasn’t ok it happened to you
You deserve better than this
Did you ever try a psychologist?
You should get some help”

A maniac stage and a normal one
Knock on my mind’s door
And make my situation worse
Because I’m wearing a mask
But after a while, the depression says „hi”

64

Sixty four, my sweet outdoor
Perfection without a direction
Infinity from multiplying divinity
Nameless, but shameless
Strong enough and never wrong
Smooth like a pray for ruth

Connection by natural selection
Love brought by a white dove
A cure for wellness and no lure
Universe answer, unfair curse
Deep circle in a powerful purple
Inspire from the sky, I need a fire
Artsy world for a mental disorder

Desire for a dream with blank theme
Have a chance or do a dance
Soul awakening and moon coloring
Rainbow above all makes them glow
Insecurity in the obscurity
Heartbreaking moments with the poets

Be aware of who you are
On the edge we meet ourselves
Nobody deserves ignorance
Cities are burning from infirmity
In warm hands we should trust
Unity keeps us healthier and stronger

Sirens and violins before funeral
Ivy tattoo and a rocker in the tree
Xanax pills to awake in the dream
Teen spirit and the hippie style
Yawn before a long damaged trip

Films and popcorn in cinema
Only kids allowed to watch it
Useless brains without creativity
Rusty people inside the box

Anne discovered the biggest secret

Lots of rules and no mercy
Imitating equality and respect
That’s how we lie to each other
Thanks to ignorance and fright
Limits keep us in an open box
Encourging us to never look up

Grey sky and dark eyes
Images of truth fly away
Ring finger with a diamond
Lonely time spent in the couple
Suicidal dreams before sweet sleep

Pumpkin taste on my thoughts
Orange vibe in my emotions
Effy is still quite and depressed
Timeless moments of suffering
River’s music into the woods
You are the water of my life

Season of horror stories, friday the 13th
Money and a coin in my deck
Whistle in the night for my demons
Special death and Bill is smiling
Groupie love under the moonlight

Born to be the other woman
Sensuality and deeper connection
Men’s attention on the blonde girl
Bloody attitude and whisper after heaven
Cherry infinity on my lipstick
Moans in the hotel rooms, on the beach
Goddess in the pool forever

I’m 64, I’m the one.

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A photo of Tina Aumont.

Sickness

The pain travels her entire body. A feeling of suffocation overwhelms her and tests the breathing she has. Drops of sweat flow on the forehead and meet a frowning face. The scream is so loud that every neighbor hears her despair. It’s 2 a.m. and insomnia killed the sleep many months ago. The suffering affects every living part of her. It locks her mind in a mental hospital and creats a fence between reality and her problematic world. The sickness of her body advances from inside and makes the beautiful skin she conserved become a whiter color. Big dreams dissapeared in time and monotony has settled. She can’t connect with anyone and doesn’t want to. Cruel moment of life.

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Short story created by my inspiration. Can you relate with it? Or maybe you imagined a person you know and is struggling with this state? What do you think the character is facing?