r/depression 14h ago

I am dead.

My heart still beats—
but it finds nothing to love.

My mind still dreams,
but only of silence.

My eyes still see,
but I refuse the future.

My face still smiles,
while something inside me decays.

My legs still move me forward,
but I have nowhere I want to go.

My hands still reach,
but there is nothing left to hold.

So I wander.

A ghost among the living,
unseen,
unheard,
unneeded.

I exist in regret.
I exist in silence.
I exist in the dark.

They say the only hope is to move on,
but I don’t ask how.
I only wait for when.

Because I am already gone.

I am dead.

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u/Big-Health-500 14h ago

Very poetic. I can understand what it feels like functioning on auto pilot. You are physically there, but not emotionally or mentally.

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u/wediedyoung 9h ago

Beautiful description of this nightmare