depression.

The trouble with an illness
that isn’t there to see
most people think its nonscence
and never can agree

They guess that you are moody
just blowing hot and cold
shunning all your protests
your anguish they do scold.

Why then cannot my illness
be there for you to note
a black eye for my voices
a scar for my tight throat

broken bones for terror
bleeding wounds for fear
self hate will be boils
rashes for my tears
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24 hours

1am I wake up crying
2am to sleep I’m trying
3am my voices shout
4am I start to doupt
5am a nightmare dreaming
6am I wake up screaming
7am I want to die
8am I don’t know why
9am. I don’t want food
10am not in the mood
11am. I feel self hate
12 pm I feel irate
1pm I go to bed
2pm these thoughts I dread
3pm I feel quite happy
4pm I feel quite crappy
5pm some tea I sup
6pm I bring it up
7pm maybe some food
8pm not in the mood
9pm go back to sleep
10pm could sleep all week
11pm my voices start
12pm i hear my heart

and then it starts all over again.