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The Sickness

It comes so fast and so sudden
One minute I’m fine
The next I’m dying
Dying slowly on the inside

When it kicks in
It takes over everything
Body and mind
Every little thing

When the sickness comes
I'm not myself at all
A different person
Inside and out

Sometimes
It takes over me so fast
..I can't breathe
I don't want to breathe

I don't even want to move
All I want to do is die
But once it starts
All I do is cry

When the sickness comes
I die little by little
I ruin everything
Including myself

This sickness
Is painful
And might even kill me
Eventually

Author notes

Yeah so I haven't written a poem in a veryy long time.
And just tell me what you think but keep that in mind and try not to be really harsh.
The sickness is depression...just in case you were wondering.
This poem is very personal.

Please tell me what you think

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  • Deprived-of-Reason
    July 8

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    Perfect!

    When it kicks in
    It takes over everything
    Body and mind
    Every little thing

    perfectly said. Thats the only comments this poem needs. perfectly said.


  • Wishful thinking
    January 3
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    This poem is absolutely amazing. The first stanza nearly took my breath away. Very well written. The last stanza is the only problem. It's perfect but it wasn't quite like the others! but hey, this is poetry. Poetry is about expression, feelings, and being unique. There is no one style. Therefor it's perfect! If I can figure out how to feature, I'm so doing so. I think you deserve it.

    <3

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