Depression 1

Depression 1

Every part of me
hurts. Every part of me
weighs a ton. Every
thought stings my eyes.
There is no hope.
There is no future.
Just a past running through
my fingers like tears
running down my swollen face.
Just an endless, gray present,
these feelings stretching out
before me like grasping,
greedy talons. I hear
my roommate laughing
in the next room.
The sound is alien.
Everything is alien
except the heavy storm-cloud
pain I carry on my shoulders.

No escape.

Every time I feel this way,
I fear for my life.

Solving Detective Pikachu

Solving Detective Pikachu

Forward #2

Forward #2