Parasite in paradise
Say goodnight and roll the dice
Whose eyes will you see
Each morning in the mirror?
Is this your body
That’s crying these tears?
I have a question
For depression
How I’m feeling,
Is it true?
My insides screaming
Or is it you?
If we are made of water
How come my mouth is dry?
When I try to speak
Can’t gather up the words
I may be minuscule
But I’m part of something bigger
If thoughts are trivial
Why do I feel cold and bitter?
The Writer's Corner 