Playing in Silence

A familiar feeling
Taking its place
An empty space inside of me
Not knowing how I should feel
Unpleasantly still
So silent I can hear myself breathe
Yet nothing comes to mind
Of why I feel the way I feel
A sadness sweeps over me
Letting it settle where it begins
Not feeling like my usual self
Depression comes in waves
I do one thing
That’s enough for today
Don’t have the motivation to go about my day.
Tasks on hold. Cancellations. Delays.
Simple things feel like huge tasks.
Hoping people won’t call me back.
Passions and inspirations feel so far away. Self doubt. Self pity. Decay.
Lock myself away inside my feelings.
My mind is the only one that enters and leaves.
Depression is a finicky thing
It isolates you from everything.