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Sep 2020
I am in the middle of a room called happiness
enclosed by walls called depression
borders rapidly closing in
pushing each side with all my might
forcing the walls further out

I try to create as much room as I can
I grow wearyΒ Β 
no longer able to drive
the walls get closer
crushing me
compacting me

I find the strength to push once more
how long can I keep it up?
Stuck in a never-ending cycle
the walls don't sustain

The more I push
the greater the fatigue
space shrinking once more
How many times can this cycle repeat
Before I let the walls close
getting crushed in defeat
Some days I have the strength to be happy, some days I don't. Searching for sustainable happiness.
Written by
Hugo Pierce  23/M/England
(23/M/England)   
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     Imran Islam, efni and Rich Hues
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