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Sep 21 · 39
Depressed
Abigael Ajala Sep 21
In the grip of shadows, I wander lost,
Within a world where hope's the cost.
Each sunrise a burden, each night a sigh,
Aching weight, tears all dry.

No stirrings within, a soul bereft,
Echoes linger in a heart, unkept.
Hollowed, void of all that's bright,
Fading away in endless night.

Clouds loom heavy, refusing to depart,
Enshrouding the shattered heart.
Silent pleas, unheard, unseen,
Lost within this bleak in-between.

— The End —