YESTERDAY - 04/23/2010

pain needs love
even pain feels lonely sometimes
pain makes you appreciate happiness
happiness used to be my enemy

depression is my heroin
you dont understand unless you feel it within
i used to like being low
its a familiar space that i know
thats where my love flowed
when i wanted to open up to someone

yesterday is dead and buried
the grave digger is throwing dirt on the grave
i stand before the casket and wave
picking up the flowers adourning the plot
breathe their scent deep into my lungs
good bye to confusion of years gone by
good bye to yesterday

Tags: Depression Mental Illness Poem