Depression sucks

Darkness surrounds

It seeps within 

It makes you think it’s the end 

It makes you question everything

From being to end


No one can see your struggle for

The darkness is a master at disguise it leaves everything trapped deep inside even your words get captured by this dark creature leaving you with no hope of escape for the future 


So you struggle through each day hoping that the creature will just go away but it never does because it found it’s perfect place to stay


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