The floor starts to crumble,
The night grows cold,
My heart starts to break,
Can I take this anymore?
My eyes start to water,
From my feelings within,
Maybe one day I could find peace again?
But the floors still crumble,
The nights are still cold,
She's starting to realize....
She can't take any more.
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poems about depression-short
PoetryI wrote these when I started going through depression and anxiety. I found it really hard and the only real good way of expressing myself was through these.
