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Days in class seem pointless,
Hours go by without notice,
A void of saddness creeps in,
Our world as we know it seems to spin,
To many questions no answers found,
Can't stare strait must look to the ground,
A dark cloud hovers over my soul,
Not letting me free, not letting me go,
Holding me in heavy metal chains,
Keeping me in, keeping me restrained,
Depression attacks my once flourishing heart,
Turns it cold, rips it apart.
Hours go by without notice,
A void of saddness creeps in,
Our world as we know it seems to spin,
To many questions no answers found,
Can't stare strait must look to the ground,
A dark cloud hovers over my soul,
Not letting me free, not letting me go,
Holding me in heavy metal chains,
Keeping me in, keeping me restrained,
Depression attacks my once flourishing heart,
Turns it cold, rips it apart.
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Depression
Thoughts run through your mind
'I'm a failure, I'm worthless'
Feel like you're being left beind
Invisible to everyone
Your world is just so bleak
You believe words they say
'You're pathetic, unwanted'
You must be that way
Got no one to turn to
Your 'friends' have all gone
They didn't have a clue
Couldn't understand
You slit your wrists, want to die
Through your veins runs despair
Ashamed, it's all your fault
To you life isn't fair
Sat in a corner, tears in your eyes
There's no hep, you're on your own
Force a smile so they don't realise
You just can't cope anymore
That's not true, there's someone there
To help you out, hel
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Depression
I'm tired of being here,
all locked up in my head.
Every day I hear a whisper,
and I'm closer to being dead.
Something taps me on the shoulder,
something I can't fight.
When it talks in that low voice,
my eyes are shut so tight.
Once it gets to a cetain point,
and I'm still sitting on the ground,
it tells me to do things,
I'm trying to ignore the sound.
Its voice is harsh and filled with confidence,
and I can hear a hint of sorrow.
Even when it's telling me,
I won't live to see tomorrow.
I don't know what to say,
and I don't know what to do.
I'm still hearing it now,
and I'm still suffering too.
I can't tell what its weak
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No Pain
you see no mark upon my skin
you see no tear in my eye
you see no sign of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not cry myself
to sleep at night
or wake up screaming
because of haunted dreams
I must not pull the blade
across my skin
and hope that one day
it drives in deeper
I must not fear the darkness
or shudder at the thought of silence
I must not hide myself from
life and prying eyes that
judge your worth as a person
upon the shine of your smile
you hear no gasp escape my mouth
you hear no horror tale from my past
you hear no words of pain
therefor I must not be in pain
I must not scream so loud it's silent
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I wrote this when I was head deep in my depression...i dont know if im still in it of if this is a break, or if im cured, but anywho this is what i wrote.
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