Depression captures me in it's warm embrace,
I try but sadly don't escape,
Anxiety suffocates me in it's own way,
I just tell myself it's just another day,
I am living in a hellish way,
And end up burning myself with the flames,
Telling myself life's just some sick game,
But I still want to play,
See the name of the game,
Burning alongside everything,
That I once knew,
Depressions a sick monster,
Striking innocent people,
And killing them,
Daily you have to fight,
With your number one enemy,
Yourself....
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Only If Someone Cared, Only if Someone Knew...
PoetrySadness can become addicting, when you have nothing else to feel. After your broken nothing can be the same. Slowly life can become a burden, slowly you can fade away. All it takes is one moment and your life can be forever changed. All it takes is...
