If You Would Take The Time

(Depression Poems – Mental Illness)

I’m trapped in a silent prison

these transparent bars seem real

Unseeing eyes, unhearing ears

and a heart that refuses to feel.

My feelings are well concealed

my perceptions are but scattered.

No spontaneity or laughter

detached from all that mattered

Though emotions are transparent

and kindness seems so rare.

Warmth and love could triumph

If someone would only care.