Alone, Alcohol, Depression, Etc.

What is clinical depression?

Chemical imbalance isn’t the cause.

So I bleed myself to sleep,

But there’s no need for gauze.

No, I’m not turning emo.

Your ignorance forces you to label.

Your mind tells you to censor.

You say you understand but are unable.

That’s why bottles are my best friends,

And sleep is my therapist.

Why talk to the narrowminded?

Why seek the wisdom of idiots?

Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

so I bleed myself to sleep,

But there's no need for gauze.

love the image of this! Also a very concise, visual poem. I enjoy your way of seeing
and your way of seeking into things. Very fine work.

[The Damned]

i could FEEL this.

i liked it.
i makes me feel not so alone.

good write

[Bella22]

Nice job as always. This poem was both sad and beautiful.

[Mercury Mirrors]

talk to me? =[ amazing as always villain I cant find one fault in your poetry. i love ya!