Curtin Writers Club

Day by day, night by night I seek for a flicker of light. To pull me back to my sanity And escape from my calamity. As seasons change I feel enraged, For I am stuck Sinking into muck. I stare at the sky And wonder why, When did I become a shell And fallen under misery’s spell? I lay my head upon my arm And dream of a life beyond the calm. Of misadventures and love affairs, From wild nights to circus fairs. As the bright sun bursts from her slumber I wake to that same crushing

[Content warnings for depression, suicidal ideation, self-harm] Dear Depression, Do you remember, the first time we met? Me, barely 13. You, older than the hills themselves, And when we collided, the instant connection was as loud as all the symphonies in the world making chaos at once, But also as quiet as the tooth fairy’s footsteps on a child’s pillow. From that day on, We were inseparable! Wherever I went, you followed, tenderly holding my hand in yours, unsure and embarr