living on the edge
not quite anorexic
not quite dead
years followed like yellow-fin tuna
migrating with dolphin
caught in the same trap
i looked for the silver-lining
the glimmer in someone’s eye
all the same false talking points
“hang on, it will be better -tomorrow
all these tears will dry…”
while you swim against the tide
swallowed by depression
followed by ghosts of pride
Poetry anxiety battles belief defeat? is there such a thing? depression dreamscapes listening well mental well-being suicide awareness this writing life trust
good one..
Very powerful and evocative.