One Day,
That food won't be so hard
To eat
And those pills won't be so hard
To swallow.
One Day,
Thoughts of escape won't
Constantly Consume your mind
And breathing will be easier.
One Day,
It'll all be okay again.
But it's okay if that day is not
Today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic write on depression but I hope it is just poetic words and not your real life impressions. Your writing seem too good for you to be depressed.
thank you. depression doesn't discriminate though.