no way out

April 25, 2018

Depression is like quicksand

The more you struggle

The farther away it pulls you.

Depression is like drowning

It fills your lungs like water

And burns beyond belief.

I’m sinking.

I’m drowning.

And I don’t see any light

Or any way out.

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