This this

Thursday, February 14, 2019 2:20pm. Pomona. Home.

This too will pass
Watch this pass
This depression
This sadness
This heaviness
Watch it blow away in the wind
Watch it melt in the rain like cotton candy

For now I am in bed
The world and the rain are too scary for me
The meds leave an after taste I can't handle right now
Under the covers is the safest place for me

The down has no schedule
It just comes
It just destroys
But this will pass
And it will come again
That's the thing
That's what makes this sad a heavy

I will be ok
Watch me be ok
The heavy is back
The voices are back
But watch me be ok
For a spell