Depression

July 28, 2019

Depression is like a leech, it sucks the

life out of you. It is also like a ball of

darnkess that is always swirling

around you. You try to run, you try to

hide but when you look back its right

there.

Its like a piece of you that you can not

ever get rid of. Never know when it

will attack; it can attack at any

moment it doenst matter if your

happy it will deatroy that happiness.

And you will never know how long it

will last. Its like a never ending battle

within yourself, you fight and fight

but it still keeps coming. No one really

understands depression unless they

have experinced it. Everyone who has

depression has a different story to

tell. All you can do is keep fighting

this battle even though some days you

wanna say "fuck it I give up" but

giving up is not the answer.

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CursedPsycho420Aug 4, 2019

<p>I am here if you need a friend or just want to talk and I wrote this to express how I am feeling. </p>

I relate to this so much!!

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