Darkess
The shadow follows me
It's disguised as depression hanging onto me like the clothes on my back.
It's darkness blends in with my black clothes
Do you feel it?
The darkness behind you..
The itch on your back you can never scratch
The cringe of emotional pain teathered to you
Depression is your darkness
Depression is the shadow
You are the shadow
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