She once was happy,
But quickly became unhappy.Society took advantage of her,
Her existence became a blur.Between the names and actions,
Everything became a distraction.Her parents felt concerned,
As their daughter took all the wrong turns.Cuts and burns on her wrist,
She felt she couldn't resist.Then alcohol was added,
As she acted out on madness.Her friends knew she was falling,
For every night she was bawling.She knew there was no chance of feeling alright,
She just wanted to see the light.She knew what she had to do,
In order to not feel so blue.She stood on the chair,
Wrapped that rope around her neck.She took her final step,
Off the chair,
Her feet hanging bare.It's all over,
All done,
Now she's greeting death.
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Depression-Short Stories And Quotes
RandomA bunch of different poems and short stories that have to do with mental illnesses, but mainly depression.