thinking

doing good it could be better

times likes these are hurtful

too much pain in my system

dealing with two hand fulls

laughing at the enemy

sleep with the moment

no one to talk to

when my heart feels the coldest

wondering when it disappears

loving myself i may say

when life cuts too deep

and thinking never goes away

caring too much seems painful

stressing is depressing

blessings wanted daily

life and its lessons

so much loneliness to deal with

waiting on my recovery

knowing i may or may not get better

depression wants to smother me.