I remember a season in my life…
I found a draft (I titled it ‘Numb’) of feelings…and then I remembered the season.
I never knew that I could ever feel that way… I often wondered, if people exaggerated their narratives when they shared their experiences…
Now I know better.
Numb
I’ve been sad before
This isn’t sadness
I can’t breathe
I can’t feel… Not a thing
I’m floating everyday
The sun rises and it sets
Days have become weeks
I put on the mask of the day, everyday
No one knows…
Smiley face… Happy face…. Facade
I am tired of this feeling
How can I make it stop?
Too numb to even try
I hear someone whisper to me; “I think this is depression”
