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A Woman Who Battles With Depression -Part 1-

I was trapped, Trapped within my conscience, trapped within my own mind, My thoughts were just devouring me My thoughts had gotten control over who I had become But what had I become? A depressed young woman who might go bipolar, Living from day to day; gobbling down antidepressants as if my life depended on it? Maybe it did, I mean… I was just a kid, From a dysfunctional family caught within dysfunctional friendships… Caught within love? That word I knew nothing about… I was far too young to understand, Eventually got caught in… can I say dysfunctional love? (Fake laughs then sighs) Maybe if I didn’t depend on you so much then I wouldn’t be this messed up Vulnerable and young was the best target for you I guess, Leaving a girl with so much potential in so much mess… I was strong maybe too strong for my age a mystery trying to figure out one of my own… My life. Maybe if I didn’t think so much I wouldn’t have gotten to this point maybe if I didn’t let my thoughts swallow me maybe if I didn’t let razors control me maybe… if I didn’t let u enter to break me… (Takes in a deep breath and relaxes) Physically… spiritually… mentally… YOU BROKE ME (Hey loves, yes all my poems are based on trues stories... real life situations not necessarily me and no i don't mention names in my poems if i do then the names are fictional). P.S. I might add part two to this or just have it as a whole different poem. Love you guys don't forget to like, share and comment

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