Escaping a Black Hole
A Mental Health Limerick
Aug 17, 2018
My pillow caresses my face,
comforter and body embrace.
Snug solace for my soul
from depression’s black hole
when life and I need our own space.
My pillow caresses my face,
comforter and body embrace.
Snug solace for my soul
from depression’s black hole
when life and I need our own space.
Writer. Lover of dark chocolate, coffee, tea, & being me. I’m an anxiety-ridden, chronic depression survivor.