A Darkness Within [Living with Anxiety and Depression]

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Four.

The sun is blinding,

Beautiful.

I haven't seen its rays in weeks.

It brings hope,

And joy.

A smile graces my lips,

The warm sunshine lights me up.

Fresh air burns in my lungs,

Reminding me that I'm alive.

The first time I've felt happy in weeks,

Because the sun warms my skin,

And air fills my lungs.

I'm Alive.