The sweet spot between life and death is sleep (clic here)
justju7
October 28th, 2022
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Depression and sleep
Black is the only color that I see
When I look at the room around me.
Is it still a room I wonder?
Or just of my sadness a reminder?
If I shut my eyes
Or open them wide
I only see darkness
Eating me alive
And I suddenly feel like I'm part of it
Like I couldn't distinguish clearly
Where my curled up body starts
And the shadow ends freely
It's noisy and thoughtful
To have a brain
To wish of happiness
And live under the rain
My mind then goes blank
And follows the tempting sin
Of giving up on myself
And let the monster win
So under a blanket
And a sky full of stars
My soul slips in the most lively death
I have ever dreamt so far