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Dysthymia

Joyless

By A. R. AmbrosiPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Photogragh by: Mert and Marcus

Ringing silence surrounds me

Deafening

Contrary to its quietness

I'd listen to my favourite song

But I can't feel it

I'm distant from its beauty

Dysthymia has emptied me

I feel no joy

It's like being blind

In an art museum

Knowing there's beauty there

But being unable to see it

I look okay

But I'm not

It's like

I have a rose in my mouth

I look so pretty with this floral accessory

But thorns have pierced my tongue

That smile is a grimace

I am joyless

Depression inflates inside me

Like a balloon in my chest

Filling me with bleakness

For no reason

Sometimes the balloon gets popped

And joy trickles in again

And the colour returns to my sight

And the music sounds pleasing once more

But always, the remnants of

That popped balloon reform

Dysthymia returns

To pull me down to misery

I bite down on the pretty rose

Let the thorns mangle my mouth

Because at least that's something

I can feel

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About the Creator

A. R. Ambrosi

I like to write, if that makes me a writer, then rock on!

I started writing as a child because I ran out of stuff to read. So, I only write stuff that I like. If you like it too, awesome! Enjoy! ^_^

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