Depression
another bottle
more inactivity
another squabble
more insensitivity
the headaches come
so do the scum
that run through
take away your
good health
left with nothing
the worst pain
ever felt
emotions
like anger
and the tears
look at all the pills
hair tangled
falling out
the stress over bearing
always wanting to shout
never quiet
never still
nothing feels right
always feeling ill
on the verge to end it all
will you fall
sadness
is caused by pain
pain comes with detriment
detriment comes incognito
a sick disease that eats away
at you
then you become numb
you become devoid
of anything
but sadness
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