Thoughts from a friend, desperate to reach out but too scared….
I change from my jammies and try not to cry,
I put on my lip gloss, along with a smile,
I play perfect hostess as she stays for a while.
We talk about good times, my chest feels so tight,
I long to be honest, but I can’t, not tonight.
We chat over coffee, she can’t see my pain,
I’m so used to hiding and playing this game.
I’m drowning in sadness, I don’t let it show,
Anxiety grips me but she doesn’t know.
We hug as she’s leaving, my heart breaks some more,
Alone in depression as I close the door.’