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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