She hears the same voices telling her new way of things. Bringing her down with the sorrow she holds for one, she slowly begins to lose herself on the way down her fall. The one saving her now is the darkest of herself from the beginning.
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PoesiaI write poems to explain the darkness of depression or anxiety, people have their own way of seeing it but I just want to make it clear it's not easy for those who have it. I'm hoping you'll enjoy this book of my poems. If you need help reach out to...
