The Descent
Lost
In a sea of students
Flying low
Below the radar of the teachers
So low
Evading the eyes of my parents
Sliding
Deeper and deeper into the darkness
Alone
I fall fast into all the things I was warned about
Addiction
Haunts me every day
A cycle
That is never ending
Depression
Hits me hard and fast
A lethal combination
That I cannot escape
I fly low
So low into the hands of depression and addiction
No one even notices that I am gone
Forever
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