Describing Depression

It’s Subtle… The Creeping of The Void

It’s subtle

The creeping of the void

A tingle to numbness

All feelings deployed

A filter of nothingness

Settles over like dust

All drive set aside

Zoning out a must

Starts low and works up

A thin layer of Novocain

It’s getting to the neck now

Ready to finish numbing the brain

Brought something up to address

Which led to a trigger

Let those insecurities escape

Sharp words sinking diggers

Never wanting to be the source

Of someone’s feelings of inadequacies

Numbness set off to protect

Threatening to leave to prevent casualties

There is no winner

In a game of love and war

Put down those words like swords

Let’s love harder, mi amore

Wanting to lean in

The numbness swept so fast

Crawled out of it, almost

This too shall pass