Depression is such a cruel punishment.
There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests
or x-ray scans to send people scurrying in concern.
No signs of suffering.
Just a slow process of destruction
from the inside,
as insidious as any cancer.
And like cancer, it is essentially
a solitary experience.
A room in hell with only your name on the door.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
Depression is such a cruel punishment.
There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests
or x-ray scans to send people scurrying in concern.
No signs of suffering.
Just a slow process of destruction
from the inside,
as insidious as any cancer.
And like cancer, it is essentially
a solitary experience.
A room in hell with only your name on the door.
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