Struggles With Depression

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Darkness pulls me closer.
Sickness pulls me in.
Sadness holds me tight,
Leading me to sin.

Voices make me scream.
Insults make me cry.
I may say I'm happy,
But that's just a lie.

Thoughts make me cut.
Feelings make me lie.
Numbness flooding through me,
And people ask me why?

My vision blurs.
My breathing slows.
The pain I've been put through,
No one really knows.

Blood on my wrists.
Tears in my eyes.
Pen in my hand,
Writing my goodbyes.

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