#idontwritepoems

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Step 1: Admitting You Have A Problem

They say that I've been distant, they tell me that I've changed. They say I'm not me anymore, but please let me explain

For the last two years I've been fighting, fighting something unknown. Countless waves of sadness, feeling unmotivated and alone

I did not know the reason, so I kept it to myself. I've been dealing with depression and I think I might need some help.

I'm not looking for some sympathy, I just want my friends. To know what I've been going through so they can comprehend.

That depression is no joke, I am fairly certain. The reason I've been so distant is because I did not want to be a burden.

[everswimming]

It is a breakup.

Fela in the background 

Saxophone calling to attention

she demands to be legitimized

it is a breakup

we were not together but

it is a break up

we are sitting close

breathing recycled air

not daring to touch because

it is a breakup

the bass cuts in

rhythmic call to attention 

keyboard daring us to relax

this conversation is not matching ours

so little is being said now that I have agreed

it is a breakup

We go into the silent Fall night

The breakup has to end

We hold each other 

standing still hearts close

I say it one last time

because it is a breakup

I am in love with you

she thanks me for saying it out loud

we are in love yet

it is breakup.