Hard to Swallow

Head empty of thought

muscles no longer taut

with eyes that stare past a face

~

A life in regression

the battle with depression

is fought with a tiny pill

It slows our thoughts and calms our nerves

by taking away our will

~

Hard to cope, we give up hope

and stop the questioning why

The world feels safer under our duvet

so off we go to lie

~

The darkness is our favourite time

When all the world is still

And we sit without thought or energy

and swallow the bitter pill

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