Conflicted


I feel so alone.
But everyone surrounds me.
My heart feels empty.
But I have people who love me.
I’m smiling.
But, I’m silently sobbing.
I want to courageously die.
Yet, I am cowardly living.
It hurts.
But, I’m not bleeding.
It bleeds.
But I’m not dying.
I’m alive.
But I’m just dead inside.

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A friend with chronic depression described to me what his day to day life felt like. This poem was inspired by his words.