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I know no one will really care But there is something I must share I am depressed, it is no crime I am forced to suffer, till the end of time I know no one would care if I died They would be happy if I committed suicide My mom could care less if I went away And I think daddy will no longer want to stay My sister wouldn't in the least miss me No one gives a shit in my family And I know I have lots of friends But will they miss me in the end I just felt I needed to share But like I said "who could possibly care?"
Darkness falls upon me, slowly devouring my heart. I try to find away, for my demons and I to part. Depression keeps coming back, followed by anxiety and fear. So it makes it difficult to remember, memories I hold dear. Darkness won't let me be, it just brings up the dirty past. Though it sometimes makes me feel good, that feeling never lasts. I just sit there and let it happen, the pain jumble up in my head. I let my demons win, to their ego I have fed. But what else can I do? For my demons and I to part? No matter what darkness falls, as they slowly devour my heart.
poem #2 DARKNESS FALLS:
poem #1 DEPRESSION:
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