Un-righteous Alone

Depression sat with me like a quiet lover,
a cold shoulder in bed but
the company I miss when things are paved even.
When a sunny day whispers
“I’m fine” “I’m alive”,
I miss the clouds and irritating shifting
beside me as I fall asleep.
Depression is a something so without it
I may be empty of emptiness.

And I feel so
I feel so sick

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