I Am

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I’m that empty feeling you get at 3 am;

The one you knew was coming but kept trying to ignore,

But you’ll succumb,

You always do.

Silently crying into you’re pillow,

Afraid to make even the slightest of sounds.

I cause some to turn to a razor.

I cause some to turn to alcohol or drugs.

I’m there,

Next to you every second of the day;

Making you break out sobbing in the middle of class,

Or the hallway,

Or the bathroom.

I cause you pain no matter where i go.

I have many names;

The Dark Abyss,

The Swirling Storm In You’re Head,

The Suicide Starter,

But I have one name that is the most common;

I Am Depression

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