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When people ask what depression is like I'm not sure how to explain it Its almost like a giant black cloud only surrounding you while everyone bathes in the sun It's watching everyone breathe while you're drowning silently. Depression feels as though everything is dark and the only light is the one at the end of the tunnel It's a demon of my own kind a demon you can’t fight off this is not the type to be found under the bed or hiding in the closet you find these demons in your head in you.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 1:54 PM UTC
demons
When people ask what depression is like I'm not sure how to explain it Its almost like a giant black cloud only surrounding you while everyone bathes in the sun It's watching everyone breathe while you're drowning silently. Depression feels as though everything is dark and the only light is the one at the end of the tunnel It's a demon of my own kind a demon you can’t fight off this is not the type to be found under the bed or hiding in the closet you find these demons in your head in you.
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 1:54 PM UTC
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