~Depression~ by ~Minja~ I see you run to read same familiar feelings or even to discover a new words that would perfectly explain how you feel- when you walk down the street and see a homeless man, when you lay down at night with headache and intrinsic voices and not with hope for dreams, when the rain drops fall on window and all you think about is tears, when you think smiling is awkward and when expressing yourself is the hardest thing you ever did... sorry for disappointment this poem is not about being helpless, worthless, dejected, distressed, miserable, sorrowful, woeful, forlorn, fragile, dreadful, catatonic, brittle. It's about opened window and vitamin D, it's about smell of the spring-ish air, it's about rain that means new life for your plants, it's about putting a coin in homeless' hat, it's about pray before your dream, it's about expressing yourself on a piece of paper, it's about breathing and exercise, it's about forgetting your worries, it's about learning to enjoy in loneliness, it's about not seeing yourself as a problem to be solved, it's about telling to yourself the same, it's about thousands more simple reasons why you should wake up in the morning; it's about living life. __________________________ |