Sunday, 3 July 2022

Despite...

 Despite the fact I've spent all day

Lying in bed spiralling

With those awful thoughts on repeat

I get up, and jump in the pool 

And swim until I'm short on breath

Despite the fact that I'm hating 

Myself today

With those awful thoughts on repeat

I resist the urge to sit under the shower

And wallow even further

Despite the fact I feel alone

Rejected, unworthy

And so God damn unsure

I put on a brave face

Because despite what my depression

Tries to tell me

I'm worthy, i have purpose

And I won't give in

Despite... and maybe to spite you

I won't give in

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