Blanket of Depression

My blanket of depression

covers me,

like a weighted blanket

of bricks,

weighs me down,

prevents me

from going where I need to be.

My blanket of depression

follows me

everywhere I go,

never leaves my side,

always there,

reminds me

of the broken me,

the wounded me,

the flawed me

I have become

again.

My blanket of depression

covers me,

hides me,

protects me

from the outside world,

so no one can get in

to hurt me again,

except

me

and

my

blanket

of

depression.

–written by Susan Walz

Copyright © 2022 by Susan Walz of My Loud Whispers of Hope ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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