Living with depression
is like watching people around you
breathing but instead
your blue lips inhale
words if self-hatred
and you know you should
be able to fill your
lungs
with fresh oxygen
like everyone else
but you can't.
and the worst part is
people mistake your chest
frantically rising up and down
as breathing
when really you're
suffocating.
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Poems/Quotes
RandomI wrote these or I found them off the internet//Some may be triggering// these are my favourite ones and they will speak how I feel...
