Depression is
a legion footslogging through the Pennines,
a cohort of darkness and no hope of light.
a bomb in the braincell,
the dry well when all that you
want is a drink.
the ulcer that bleeds
a culture that feeds on itself.
depression is a lesson in lonely,
a many headed hydra
a Medusa to confuse you
and your own mind to
abuse you.
Depression is not nice at all.
Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 1:56 AM UTC
Depression is
a legion footslogging through the Pennines,
a cohort of darkness and no hope of light.
a bomb in the braincell,
the dry well when all that you
want is a drink.
the ulcer that bleeds
a culture that feeds on itself.
depression is a lesson in lonely,
a many headed hydra
a Medusa to confuse you
and your own mind to
abuse you.
Depression is not nice at all.
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