T.W.: Implication of Depression
I was a shadow
Slow dancing with ghosts
Not able to stop
Or to come back
Or else they
Hurt me again...
I was a shadow
Hiding from the light
Afraid of the bright
Not knowing that
She created me
Thinking that they would
Hurt me again...
I was a shadow
Searching for the dark
Worshipping the dull
Not knowing that
He would kill me
Afraid that they would
Hurt me again...
My version of Depression...
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PoetryMore than just poetry... these are excerpts of my life so far. Hope you feel them at least half as much as I do💞💫
