I think I'm in love with my depression,
We said vows in front of a priest,
"Til' death do us part" he said,
He mouthed "You look beautiful"
Whilst tears stained my face.
That ring...now emphasized I am tied to the factory where my misfortunes are brewed.
I bore him a devil child, her name?
Anxiety,
A pig tailed lover of dogs,
She sucked away every inch of my dignity.
She wailed sirens into my eardrums, therefore always making me cautious.
This family I love...
This family is mine...
This family is my safe place...
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General FictionPoetry by Ladi. A collection of poetry opening a door of many, a creative that struggles with mental health.
