you look in the mirror
and all you hear is
you’re worthless
you glance around
at the pile of books
on your desk
the never ending to do list
and they scream at you
you can’t do this
everything has become a chaotic blur
so you paint the mirrors
hoping to add some color back
into this black and white world
because every time you see the
reflection staring back at you
you don’t recognize her
her once bright eyes
seem so empty now
and there’s this gray cloud
hanging over her head
the guilt and shame
fear, anxiety, and depression
weighing down her shoulders
like a load of bricks
she lost herself in the doubt
she lost the vision she had for her future
in the constant fear of nightmares
keeping her awake
she has become so used to walking in the dark
that she hasn’t realized
the sun is rising for her
she has held on for so long
maybe, the mountains have given her strength
for the next valley in sight
and maybe
the words swirling around her mind
that depression
so eagerly finds a way into
are actually everything she is not
she glances in the mirror
and whispers
I am not a mistake
slowly, a smile touches her lips
I am loved
she says with confidence
I am worthy
I can do this
I am a capable
I am strong
I am brave
I am worthy
depression finds its way when you least expect it
its power wears you down until you question who you really are
but if you remember the strength inside you
that has waited for the sunrise
you will see the light pour in
through your window
and your eyes will shine a little brighter
you are not the lies depression tries so desperately to convince you of
you are so much more
you are more than the sleepless nights
you are more than the pain
you are more
you are more
–I am too
