On My Dark Days

On dark days like this

Depression sits upon my chest

Like a fat cat


The guilt

And remorse builds

On no sane reason or thought

I am worthless

I am without

The thoughts come

As little whispers in my ears

“You can’t do it”

“They’ll never love you as much as her”

The thoughts come

In an aggressive manner


On different octaves

Until I am aware of my own insignificance

On my dark days

When there is no hope in sight

I close my eyes

And beg the heavens

For days

When it doesn’t feel so sad

To breathe

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautiful and emotions.


  2. jessierenea says:

    Prayers 💓

    Liked by 1 person

  3. jjnibbs says:

    I think I need them, especially today.


  4. Lei Esther says:

    This one’s beautifully sad 😞 it’s also so reflective, relatable, effective. Made me look back to how I felt “on my dark days.” At the same time, I’m hoping that you’re just playing with words and not actually feeling this down. If you do, I’m always ready to lend my ears ☺

    Liked by 1 person

    1. jjnibbs says:

      Aww, thank you. I was feeling pretty down, to be honest, but I felt better after I wrote this one.


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