Battling Depression

 Do you know how it feels
when everyone
wants a part of you
but no one wants to love you?
Do you know how it feels
when every word you say
has meaning, has a purpose
but no one seems to care or understand you?
Do you know how it feels
to be alone in a crowded room
everyone touching you, smiling on
while inside you are screaming?
You do or you don’t.
You will or you won’t.
You ignore it, but it is still there.
Clinging to you, that feeling.
And sometimes,
when the wind is blowing
hitting just the right note amongst the leaves,
and the waves on the shore are crashing
to just the right tune to your own heartbeat,
I think God knows how it feels.
Maybe that’s all that matters.