Unspoken Cry
Depression is no game
We become lost
And no, it's not for fame.
For in that darkness
We try to hide
The depth of emptiness
We may not speak
To show our struggle
but when we peak...
"Actions speak louder"
I beg you!
LISTEN HARDER
Stop us
Before we vanquish
In a pit, left famished
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