Jun 2015
I am suffering from it.
Just like you.
Just like everyone else.
It creeps up on us and envelops us,
Turning everything dark.
It is malevolent.
It climbs inside my body,
Grips my heart with its cold fingers.
It destroys me.
Just as it does you.
But it will never be found,
Never be held to account.
Because we are too afraid to expose
It.
Just like you.
Just like everyone else.
It creeps up on us and envelops us,
Turning everything dark.
It is malevolent.
It climbs inside my body,
Grips my heart with its cold fingers.
It destroys me.
Just as it does you.
But it will never be found,
Never be held to account.
Because we are too afraid to expose
It.
Don't be afraid to talk about 'it' with me- I am not afraid to say I have suffered from depression and I will not be embarrassed or awkward if you ask me about it. Depression needs to be spoken about- that's the only way we can eliminate it forever.
(wandering through time)
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