Nov 2014
Screaming but nobody can hear you.
Breaking and there's nothing you can do.
All the voices make you insane.
The demons make you feel drained.
You feel so alone.
You wish that they had known.
Are you drowning?
Watching everyone around you breathing, your stuck falling down.
That my friend, is called depression.
Your soul has now been blacken.
Breaking and there's nothing you can do.
All the voices make you insane.
The demons make you feel drained.
You feel so alone.
You wish that they had known.
Are you drowning?
Watching everyone around you breathing, your stuck falling down.
That my friend, is called depression.
Your soul has now been blacken.
This is how I feel, I have been diagnosed with depression. I have been told to just breath but why would anyone want to breath in the toxins in the air.
(iowa)
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