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He whispered to her one day, Depression did.
She was just reading in her room when
He crept up and whispered in her ear,
"No one loves you."
She tried to shake it off.
He hit her one day, Depression did.
She was just sitting in her room when
He took his fist and hit her in the heart.
"No one cares about you," He whispered.
So hurt by this, she went to bed early.
He fooled her one day, Depression did.
She was lying under her blankets when
He lied down next to her.
"No one loves or cares about you, but I do," he whispered.
She sunk farther inside her blankets.
He visited her every day now, Depression did.
Telling her his secrets and hitting her in the heart.
She felt suffocated, like she was drowning in sadness,
But she let him in again and again.
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YOU ARE READING
Wandering Words of a Perpetually Depressed Teenager
Poesía"What you must understand about me is that I'm a deeply unhappy person" ~John Green I've struggled for the better half of my life with depression and social anxiety disorder. I wish I could go back. Back to primary school when feelings just consiste...
