The coldest showers
In the morning hours,
Indifferent; is what I thought.
Yet there are darker showers,
In the midnight hours.
Indifferent; what it is not.
I'm in the darkest places.
Yet there's still light.
And all I can think is "no that's not right"
The word is unnecessary
Yet unnecessary is only temporary.
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This is a poem about depression. My battle with depression has been tough; But over time I (with the help of a friend of mine) have realized that the way I feel, is only temporary. And there will always be a light at the end of the tunnel. No matter how far away that light is, it will always be there. Follow that light. Because the only place it will take you, is somewhere better then here. If you need to talk, I'm here. I love you.
-Satan/ Kacy
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The worst of things, at the worst of times
PoetryPoetry that I wrote that Makes me question my own sanity. Some I wrote in my bedroom and some the shower but no matter that. Enjoy. ||-//. Aka my rants etc. (sorry this was just poetry but like.. whatever) (I'm sorry, I'm gay(ish))
