Depression is not a storm
It is the eerie moment of sitting in the rubble
Trying to reform
It is a wilting flower
Or the leaves in fall
Or getting their voicemail when you call
When you’re almost there but you run out of gas
Driving too fast to escape the past
It’s hitting walls and feeling small
But most of all it is wanting to feel something
Anything at all
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