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Engulfing Depression (Suicide Creeps Back)
Emptiness never seems
to be satisfied
with the decay She
has wrought here,
in my chest.
Emptiness wins easily
because
I can't speak or
breathe
like I used to.
It's not fair
that She sits at her
stained-glass throne
and
watches as I crumble.
Into
nothing.
I need help.
to be satisfied
with the decay She
has wrought here,
in my chest.
Emptiness wins easily
because
I can't speak or
breathe
like I used to.
It's not fair
that She sits at her
stained-glass throne
and
watches as I crumble.
Into
nothing.
I need help.
Published 23rd Nov 2013
| Edited 7th Dec 2013
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23rd Nov 2013 3:32am
Very relatable. Helplessness, accompanied by anxiety and a feeling of emptiness? Just my interpretation
23rd Nov 2013 3:34am
23rd Nov 2013 3:41am
Knew it. Story of my life, right there.
Anyways, excellent write, full of emotion.
Write on,
Sir
Anyways, excellent write, full of emotion.
Write on,
Sir
23rd Nov 2013 3:52am
Well, thank you, I appreciate it. :) Although I'm sorry to say that's your story, too.
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27th Nov 2013 10:48am
great job you really summed it up in an amazing way i can relate. fantastic work
27th Nov 2013 3:04pm