Hopeless darkness,
Swirling around.
Running, falling,
Holding the ground
Silent screams
From a mouthless face;
Empty vastness
In a tiny space.
Breathing nothing
Gasping for air,
Grabbing at shadows,
No one is there.
Hopeless darkness
Swirling around.
Pulling, pushing
Down, down, down.
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Pushed and Pulled
PoetryThis poem is about being depressed. It's full of questions, longing, regret, and fear: Did I make the right life choices? Where is my life going? Am I happy? Will I ever be who I want to be? How can I make my dreams come true if I'm not sure I belie...
