There has been a storm,
Growing inside of me.
Invisible to all those pairs;
As ignorant as they could be !
I want my screams and tears
To pave its way out.
As One, they would shove it in;
Cause its them, they care about.
It keeps eating from within.
Until all that's left of me is a mess !
There's no silver in the clouds anymore;
Its just a whirlpool of sadness.
Its just a matter of time now;
Before I'm totally consumed by it.
A container without a soul,
And a heart without a beat.
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Depression
PoetryAfraid of being depressed ? Just fall in love with it, take it as your friend and watch the magic happen
