perinatal depression

The lights flicker in a daytime house
unnoticed by the casual observers
who've never seen the shadows cast on the walls
when the curtains are closed

To look at me you wouldn't know my soul
hasn't seen the sun in days

I'm always fine when you can't see me
I'm the brave face with the masquerade smile
that'll pass for genuine if you don't look to close
and these days no one looks that closely
at my crumbling face to notice me at all

Today I cried myself awake
and tonight I'll cry myself to sleep
without being able to give you a reason why

These invisible demons overwhelm
even the starkest logic
I can't burn them away in the light
when I can't see what haunts me

The road out of here is only just beginning

©Indie Adams 2020