Going Through The Motions Poem by Sarah Persson

I wake in the morning and a tear burns my face,
It hasn't yet left, I'm still put in my place,
I cover my head and I let the tears fall,
I just want to hide away, hide from it all.

I'm not really sad as such, just a bit lost,
My mind seeks solutions, my soul pays the cost,
Depression, mind numbing, all energy used,
On lifting myself from this bed to my shoes.

I'll wear the brave face yet I scream from inside,
I can't run away from it, nowhere to hide,
So I go through the motions, I'm always, "Just fine! "
Yet inside this smile is just borrowing time.

I'd love you to help but my voice has no sound,
In any case I don't really want you around,
So as much as I need to, I cannot unload,
My soul takes the pain that my mind will offload.