Saturday, June 11, 2016

Haunting Memories: A Poem About Depression

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It comes back in a hazy fog
They always do,
the memories.
You think they’ve faded
and just when you’re sure
you’re no longer sad

There it is again
haunting you:

As if to say
Remember me?

And then you remember
laying in bed
wishing to disappear
staring at the bubbles
in the cup of Sprite
next to your bed.

As each bubble rises
Another tear falls
You’re tired
But no matter how much you sleep
It’s never enough

Because you’re not enough
At least that’s what you’ve been telling yourself
over and over
the past few weeks.

You shake your head
Trying to erase the memory
bringing yourself back to the present
and you push it back
to the place where it belongs
The back of your mind

But you know it will return
at least it is now only
A haunting memory.

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