Someone Painted the World Black 2

Well, I'm here to tell you that going through an invisible illness does not equate to a prescription of shadowy medications-it is beyond agony.Experiencing depression is like amputating your core every single nanosecond of every day.These poems were not made to showcase and focus on the trauma, but to let people who have experienced and are experiencing sadness, anxiety, and depression shuffle the gloomy deck of cards on their table. Nights and days can be displayed in full graphic color yet. May we all look at the gorgeous Universe with hope and love. To all the lonely souls out there . . . cheers