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Depression

the depression sinks in
like a shadow over her body
retracing every sin
all the times she's been naughty

and it just doesn't care
when it comes and when it goes
screaming, pulling out her hair
in her mind it woes

she thinks it's evil thoughts
all meaning becomes a blur
in the dark with it when it rots
it has total control over her

cutting, sucking, biting, scratching
the pain to help her feel
something rather than nothing
her face slowly begins to peel

and there is no help for the wicked
no way for time to pass her by
just the thought makes her sickened
as she holds herself to cry

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  • The Hidden Darkness
    April 11
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    So Sad

    This poem had some great imagery and a very sad tone. Well done!!!