i eat away my depression
as i hear it yelling at me,
because this smudged reflection
doesnt like what it sees.

it's been that way for a long time,
the days i try to find a replacement
to this pain that is almost sublime
in my body all this space is vacant.

so i fill it up with a friend,
one i don't push away,
and all this tears i send
to my heart whom i always betray.

the sorrow finds it comforting,
all the hidden corners of my life,
and im left here wondering
if it would hurt this much with a knife.

-aurora.