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depression.


Oh, the feeling of being trapped, 

there's no way out, is there?
No, I can't find a way.

I turn every direction, 
yet I can't seem to find an exit, 
I'm completely trapped. 

Some days, I see light emerge somewhere, 
but just fast as the light appears...
it disappears just as quickly. 

Where is the exit,
to freedom and life?
I want to be free...

Yet, there it is, 
the constant darkness, 
the constant pain and suffocation.

I'll never get out, never get free
my chest feels heavy, my head is throbbing, 
my breathing is shortening, my vision is swimming, 

All hope is gone, I'll forever be lost, 
swimming eternally in a bubble of darkness, 
No way out, no way out...

I'll truly and forever be alone.
 

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“I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.” ―Charles Dickens

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