Depression (Remove filter)
In darkness I write
Once more I sit, completely alone,
In a place that I cannot call my home.
Small and vulnerable is all that I feel,
Waiting for my heart to heal.
My spirit has been locked away,
Waiting to escape on a 'stronger day'.
Right now I just hide inside my cave,
Hoping for my soul to save.
Fingernails have long been destroyed,
From the times I get lost in this void.
Hair un...
Tuesday 7th September 2021 8:07 am
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