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Tracie

She once felt special, beautiful and loved But as life went on, She felt secluded and shunned She felt the world on her shoulders, Marriage, children, time No one had told her These changes in her life would weigh her down Lose her ability to fight Her husband had called, To know if I'd help her Years worth of friendship I was always there for her I got every school friend that was still in town Together to try and get rid of her frown She said merely a few words On that morning I planned for her To show her she's special She's beautiful And we'd always be there for her Weeks went on No thanks, no change Guess depression can't show you other friends might be the same. You sit in your home, with your family close by And one day you may stop and actually realise There are others out there that sit home and cry Ones who you think have a perfect free life Work through the nights driving trucks for good pay To find out my colleagues only want to talk to me the wrong way I pay a mortgage, bills, food on my own My ability to smile is constantly thrown I'm exhausted, feel used, mentally abused With a rum in my hand is my only refuge I don't need to talk I don't need a hand Just need some way to understand How a good soul like me Can take a stand Free from depression like we were once years ago We are feeling the same I just needed you to know.

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Date: 9/30/2017 2:12:00 AM
It's a hard thing, isn't it? Realising that depression is a selfish illness. The person suffering can't help it. But still it wears out the people trying to help, those people slowly realise that's not how it works.... Wonderfully written, welcome to PoetrySoup
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