Depression
It’s an inner voice that speaks to the mind,
Stripping it of every happiness to find,
It obstructs it from walking into the light,
Pervading its room with the night,
Oh, how the mind falls into the abyss of darkness,
Until there’s an earthly stillness.
November 3, 2024.
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