I see the light but it is shielded from me.
I can’t move because I am weighed down by my depression.
Will I be able to get up and push back the curtain?
Will I just stay confided in my bed pushing away the people who get close to me?
He wants me but the feeling of wanting anything has become numb.
Will my heart become cold like my fingers having frost bite from a winter storm?
But for now I must make up my mind or the one laying next to me will be gone forever.