Our eyes don’t lie.
They play a vital role in revealing our deepest thoughts and emotions.
My depression knows it.
It waits for that perfect moment to make its move.
For me to give it a sign.
With the blink of my eye, a blank stare or a subtle wink it assures me its the right time.
It closes in on me.
It feels the defeat in my eyes and plays off my fears.
It thrives on my weaknesses.
It tells me what I long to hear.
It reassures me that it’s okay.
It seems to know what’s best for me when it looks in my eyes.
It tells me to stop procrastinating.
It knows I procrastinate alot.
It sees the tiredness and hopelessness in my eyes.
I stare back into its eyes. They look angry, agitated.
I give it a look of despair.
It senses I may distrust its judgment.
So it tells me to rest my eyes for a while, promising to never leave my side.
I lay there in silence, feeling alone and afraid, with one eye open, hoping it won’t notice.
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