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Depression of a Child

by karina-veirs

Sitting in front of the vanity Going thru the motions of getting ready Glancing at the floor *seeing myself lying there fetal position, wailing* Sitting watching TV With the love of my life Glancing at the walls *seeing myself throwing the remote breaking whatever I can, yelling* I'm at work Talking to my colleagues *looking at their faces punching everyone* Going into my room Looking at my youngest He's sleeping peacefully ***Seeing myself holding him Trying to keep his hallucinations His depression His suicidal thoughts All at bay***… This I do I hold him Only as a mother can Praying to God To heal his mind Knowing this, this is why *Why I see myself Lying on the bathroom floor Breaking whatever I can Physically assaulting my coworkers* All I can do is pray All I can do is hope Pray and hope for my child For him to be better For him to thrive
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Dec 22, 2018
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Depression in children is real. Wake up!

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