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They told me I’d be ok
They said all I had to do was listen to them
And everything would be ok
But it’s not ok
I don’t feel
Ok
I took the pills
And I felt nothing
I took therapy
And I felt nothing
Nothing
All this nothing
It’s like I’m searching
Searching for something
But all I can ever find
Is nothing
And they tell me that all I have to do is listen
And if that doesn’t work then I need to listen harder
Cause god forbid if they do something wrong
No the problem must lie with me
I am the problem
I am the problem
I am
the
problem.
So why can nobody solve me?
And everything would be ok
But it’s not ok
I don’t feel
Ok
I took the pills
And I felt nothing
I took therapy
And I felt nothing
Nothing
All this nothing
It’s like I’m searching
Searching for something
But all I can ever find
Is nothing
And they tell me that all I have to do is listen
And if that doesn’t work then I need to listen harder
Cause god forbid if they do something wrong
No the problem must lie with me
I am the problem
I am the problem
I am
the
problem.
So why can nobody solve me?
Published 31st Jan 2022
Author's Note
The struggle I face with depression is tough. I write about it a lot because it won’t go away. They say write what you know, and that is all I know. Sometimes it’s hard to get the thoughts onto paper and sometimes they make no sense but it makes me feel better that maybe someone can read this mess and see all those thoughts they can’t get on paper right here. So then maybe that one person doesn’t feel as alone.
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I wholly empathize with your struggling, and I know sometimes it eases a bit to know that you've been seen and heard...Please hang in there....
I hear you, dear poet.
🌹 - B
I hear you, dear poet.
🌹 - B
31st Jan 2022 3:52am
