Depression is a full time job

Depression is a full time job

A Poem by Thisismythearpy

This may help some people get into the heads of depressed people around them. This is about how my own experience with depression has been most of the time, so someone may be able to relate.


Twelve hour shifts in bed 

Interrupted by smoke breaks 

Working hard at accomplishing nothing 

While nothing holds your interest 

Alone you are completely isolated 

In the cubicle of your mind 

Listening to a beating second hand 

Counting the ever slowing time 

Rolling over with a sign 

You are working overtime 

Toiling away in your mind

Digging deeper into sadness

Wet eyes 

Paired with dry lips 

Horrible feelings 

 That will never quit

Longing for the end of these shifts

It is time to go to work again

Clocking in

Never clocking out

Will this ever end?

© 2017 Thisismythearpy

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Added on August 12, 2017
Last Updated on August 12, 2017
Tags: depression, mental illness, mental health, sadness



Kingston, TN

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