My Blood

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

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

hopefuldreamer

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

arleenstlewis

I'm glad you enjoyed but sad to hear it's relatable. Please stay strong.

My strength is weakening sadly, but I will fight to the end. Thank you

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