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Vanessa Mar 2019
Im quietly sinking, sinking into the shadows,
Deeper and deeper,
Silent as my depressing life flows.
Fingers clenching and curling,
While outside, the light’s always fading,
Desperation invading.
Sinking deeper in again,
Falling forward, to stop at the edge of the deep end.
Masks hide the deep pool inside,
Masks happy, glad, while slowly, I die.
Mental images, turn back to haunt,
Not just pictures, but pain also seems to daunt.
Jabbing inside, my head is throbbing,
Yet still I pretend, just go along nodding.
My eyes lose their shine, as they come upon the house that’s mine,
But I have no freedom, i'm inside a cage, nowhere to hide.
I get jabbed and poked, and disrespect is horrible,
Injustice is normal,
As is me, alone in my room,
Me slowly casting away to my ultimate doom.
Fading into unsocial, always so blue,
It’s my default setting, which is sad, but true.
Smiles fade, eyes turn dull,
My insides tell me my life is straight bull.
Sleep never comes, or if it does, not for long,
Three to Five hours, which i'm told is wrong.
Unnormal, (like me,) I think in my mind,
And with a dull laugh, I think of how people would feel if I died.
I know I sound negative, you’re probably shaking your head,
Eyes rolled back at the things I just said.
But just know, I didn’t expect you to understand,
Nobody can. The shadows and sorrows that pull at me, are my closest friends.
Deeper and deeper. It’s out of my hands, floating freely into the abyss, waiting to see if i'll even be missed.

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