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.