My Unwelcome BlanketbyLaura7C©
Please do not be offended when I don’t come to you or respond to your call
… its just that I am trapped.
The bonds that hold me cannot be seen , but they are strong
My fears threaten to overwhelm me.
Can I survive through my imprisonment this time?
… Its not my first time here.
The weight is oppressive and I have to fight for every movement.
Even the smallest action seems to require all the strength I have.
My determination to succeed wavers and my frustration builds.
Why does it have to be so difficult just to live?
When will the suffocating blanket of depression lift?
… and when will it return?
I know it will
it always does
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