Everything I own
Has fallen apart
And I couldn't fit it back together.

I grew accustomed to the
Nihilism.
Inherent in my depression.

And empathy
I never knew.

I thought I was a psychopathically
Broken human.
A ***** askew.

It was all out of order.
My psyche.

Now as I am

Awash in my somnulent serotonin
I realize.

Life had become
Some decade long bad dream
That I was dead inside.

Now
I cry.
At the worst times.