My Blood

by arleenstlewis

March 26, 2016

My depression is my blood

A dark substance flowing through my veins

It's killing me though

Dragging me into a dark abyss of death

Feeding on my pain and sadness

Slowly killing me

And when I least expect it

Completely taking my life with a few simple thoughts

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Comments (2)

arleenstlewisMar 28, 2016

<p>I'm glad you enjoyed but sad to hear it's relatable. Please stay strong.</p><p>My strength is weakening sadly, but I will fight to the end. Thank you</p>

hopefuldreamerMar 27, 2016

Very deep and relatable for me, but stay strong! Hang in there.

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