“I Feel a Draft.” “It’s Just your Imagination. Go get a blanket.” | Teen Ink

“I Feel a Draft.” “It’s Just your Imagination. Go get a blanket.”

December 18, 2013
By rawrieatjou BRONZE, Oak Ridge, Tennessee
rawrieatjou BRONZE, Oak Ridge, Tennessee
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Depression is a window cracked in winter months
Letting in chilled night air of south bound cold fronts
Frozen, freezing ever more, now frigid what once was soft
A small crack in the seal is all it took to set it off

The window is cracked, that’s why you’re so cold
But you think it is closed because that’s what you were told
It’s just a cold season; you’ll be warmer one day
For now you just bear it, perhaps fight it away

Under billowing blankets forming sky touching hills
“These make you warmer,” a couple of pills
So you cover your coldness under artificial heat
Yet, you still feel like you are tepid, perhaps you need more sleep

These blankets they weigh you, till you can’t leave your bed
Can’t be bothered with anything, when you are lost in your head
A labyrinth arising, first find the key
But it’s not for this lock, you’ll never be free

Disappointment encroaches, as does the cold
A simple cracked window left you stuck in its hold
The glossy glass window, pimpled with rain
Sent all the chilled words you feel like now course through your veins


The author's comments:
"Depression is like trying to peel a potato with another potato and when people see you they say 'gosh why don't you just use a peeler' and then proceed to hand you another potato"

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