How It Feels
Depression fluctuates
It rises and falls in stages
It can make you feel the lowest of lows
like your locked in a bunch of cages.
You don't know what is wrong
and the hallow feeling just keeps
lingering on until you began to fade.
You try with all your might to hold on
tight to the person that flips the pages.
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