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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