Depression
Depression hurts a lot,
It leaves a scar on your soul.
It makes you think you're someone you're not.
It blackens your heart until it looks like coal.
Depression kills and depression breaks you apart.
It will twist you and make you cry.
It leaves you with a broken heart.
It makes you want to give up and die.
Copyright © Louise Reilly | Year Posted 2007
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