With arms flailing
With heart dying
I fell into the abyss
No light there
Only doom and gloom
Spirit crying
Spiraling, spiraling
Out of control
Soul dead within my chest
No one could save me
Except God, who was silent
Medications are no good
So, I fell, ever falling
To depths only I can fathom
Into the abyss
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 5:33 PM UTC
With arms flailing
With heart dying
I fell into the abyss
No light there
Only doom and gloom
Spirit crying
Spiraling, spiraling
Out of control
Soul dead within my chest
No one could save me
Except God, who was silent
Medications are no good
So, I fell, ever falling
To depths only I can fathom
Into the abyss
Anyone who has ever suffered from depression will understand this poem very well. It was written from the abyss about the abyss.
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