When loneliness finally grips your heart and squeezes it until you can't breathe, when depression becomes such a manifestation that you begin talking to it out loud, when you heavily depend on pills just to get 4 hours of sleep, when you refuse to talk to your closest friends when you're at your worse, when putting on your mask becomes as easy as putting on a shirt, when you've never had a night where you didn't cry yourself to sleep for 2 weeks straight, when you've become so desensitized to your darkest thoughts that it does not scare you anymore, come talk to me.
Very real piece for me personally.
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Thoughts In A Sad Persons Mind
PoésieThoughts when I'm depressed. Expect a lot. Because I'm always depressed. Technically it's poetry.
