Truth

Sorry it’s been so long

since I visited your grave

depression got a hold

and turned me into it’s slave.

I locked myself away

from prying eyes

afraid that they wouldn’t

believe my lies

that I was okay and just a bit

under the weather,

a few days in bed

and I would be much better.

The truth though,

is a lot harder to face

not knowing if I belong

in this God forsaken place.