Depression is like
falling down a dark
abyss, the world
weighing you down.
Unable to lift yourself up,
and think that it's the same
for everybody else
but then you look around
and see the others
flying while you're still
falling.
'Help me'
was what
you wanted
to say,
They looked
at you in pity
But didn't help you
anyway.
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Semblance
Poetry"If only feelings could be written, then it'd be easy to erase them and suddenly feel nothing at all. You wouldn't feel pain, or sadness, or even happiness. ...
