Untitled June 9, 2021

I honestly just wish to sink
in this depression of mine

that with the passing of the years
have been filled with tears

but as much I try
the more I realized

that this depression of mine
it’s just a pond

Not long ago, this depression
was deep, so deep where I swam
but with buckets of hope, I filled it up

and now, somehow,
whenever I look over that pond

I feel like a child
who wishes to stomp, splish-splash
and giggle
and laugh