A day was full of tears.
The sky cried and so did I.
I felt broken in many ways.
From inside out torn apart.
A week was full of tears.
Replaying it over and over again.
I will never be the same.
Lost in my agony to bear.
A month was full of tears.
One rainy day after another.
It seems the pain will never end.
The mask finally fell off.
A year full of tears.
Not getting back, ever.
Lost in my sorrow
Trapped in my life forever.
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Hidden Thoughts
PoetryThere are more and more depressed people every day and it's about time someone starts talking about it. Since I am no exception, my words paint a picture of the ups and downs of this mental illness.
