A moment passed another gon
Time is naught but twisted spawn
I have no freedom, I hold no hope
I fall to failure, I knot my rope
Romantically I am upset
Academically I remain depressed
Socially I feel helpless
Falling into a black abyss
I desire to ditch, drown, and die
continue to shatter, combust then cry
My body shakes, my eyes are wet
All thoughts are poisoned, my mood is set
What makes it worse, is how deep I care
I strive for success and obsessively dare
Stumbling, flailing, falling down
My bludgeoned body skewed on the ground
A scarlet puddle pools at my feet
This mental sickness I can not beat
I'm dying inside, my soul decays
I won't survive another day
Unfortunately, I must get back up
I hate myself but I can't give up
Required to try again, pursue my goal
Both success or failure ravage my soul
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Depression
PoetryAn accurate depiction of what moderate to severe Depression feels like