Depression
Darkness closes in,
I cant be a lone, the
quite and silence can say it all,
i ask for help,
but no one ever listens,
i cry myself to sleep,
and I hear my tears roll down my cheek,
the one that causes it all,
is the one who does not let go,
it grabs and holds me,
whispers in my ear and says it is here,
Depression...
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