What is this depression?
Through this I'm always torn apart;
It feels like a drawing,
But only a white paper with no art.
What is this depression?
Being a social animal is not my thing;
Yet I feel so lonesome,
I need friends with whom I can cling.
What is this depression?
The whole world feels black and white;
I'm drowning in the dark,
It's a night sky without any moonlight.
What is this depression?
Now my soul feels so lifeless and numb;
I'm breaking like a glass,
I just can't stay strong and play dumb.
What is this depression?
Not a single reason is left to still live a life;
Once I gather courage,
It is just me, my last breath and a knife.
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𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾。
Poetry"My Smile's Crumbling" is a poignant collection weaving threads of melancholy and fragility. Each poem delves into the weak architecture of the human spirit, exploring moments of fracture. Through verses that influence raw emotion, it navigates the...
