untitled.
My depression is like an animal biting on my leg.
Some days I have the energy to make it go away even for a little bit,
like throwing a tennis ball to a dog, but it always comes back
It feels like I keep throwing the tennis ball over and over again to feel less miserable
but I just make myself tired trying to get rid of my misery.
My body aches to feel something other than sadness.
I just want it to stop.