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Depression

Author: Glenn Merrilees
Year: Future

Can you see me through the darkness

Can you see me through the gloom

Depression made a home for me

A cell, a tiny room.

Reaching out for answers

I try to quell the pain

Someone stole the sunshine

I'm in the dark again.

There's loved ones all around me

Arms stretched out in aid

Depressions grip is stronger though

It's me that's being played.

Thoughts, they come to haunt me

Keep flashing through my head

You worthless, useless, waste of time

You are better dead.

I'm just a sinking battleship

On a stormy sea of pain

A jellyfish upon a beach

Beneath the acid rain.

This sickness keeps returning

On and off for years

I've fought so many battles

I've shed so many tears.

Yet I shall keep on fighting

As I have no other choice

Ignoring all the madness

And that suicidal voice.

So listen here depression

Put this upon your wall

I'll crush you underneath my heel

And I shall stand up tall.

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