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Sep 2020
Somberly.
Depression is a creeping song of sadness when you have no reason to be sad.
A nightmare call of eerie, haunting melodies- darkening thoughts creeping.
Excessive slumber, chemical imbalances and a train derailment inside your mind.
Calamity.
Whispering defeat- please give up.
That's what the narrative of negativity your brain tells you everyone wants.
Just give up.
Make them happy.
Nobody really loves you.
Rejoices of forlorn dynasty.
You were never meant to be anything more than this suffering.
When you're depressed you hyperfixate on these scenarios of darkness.
Words you fabricate others must mean about you- for the complexities of self righteous believers dominate your lack of serotonin.
Conjure positive creations out of these overpowering lies- you are nothing- you tell yourself over again.
And I wonder why I embark on this painful dance of disaster with my depressive mind.
Disassociate into sleep-
Don't overeat.
You'll be fine.
© JUPITERSPROUT
Written by
Ameliorate  31/F/Canada
(31/F/Canada)   
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