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Demons of Depression

A cry for help that goes unnoticed One in which my mind lost focus My silence shows the way I feel Until my thoughts have had time to heal Losing my voice is not my choice Anxiety won’t let the words come out In my head they scream and shout They travel at a pace so fast A black shadow is what they cast Speeding faster than I can process My words have become my biggest losses Shutting down without control It is something that takes its toll For many people think they get to me But, for that’s not true reality For I just need time to think About the way my words should link A minute to just think and breathe So my head is the space that I can leave

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Date: 6/16/2021 12:27:00 PM
Righteous poetry my good dude
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