Depression is like a storm.
It starts slow,
Eating away at you slowly,
Then it becomes stronger,
And causes more damage.
Then it stops,
And you think you're fine
That it's getting better.
Like it's safe to go outside now,
And enjoy the finer things in life
Kind of like the eye of the storm.
Then out of nowhere,
It hits you again,
Knocking you down,
Harder than before,
Until you're no more.
It swallows you,
Clogs your vision.
So then you can't see
How close to ending it is.
And some don't make it
Thinking that the only way
to stop the storm,
Is to stop themselves._______________________________________
Hello everyone I hope you like my poem and wanted to thank the small amount of people who read my book so far so thank you💖
I will see all you lovely readers in the next chapter.
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Depressing Short Stories/Poems
Short StoryThis book is filled with some poems and short stories because writing helps keep me stable and I'm sorry for the cringeness