Depression

Depression

Emotional cancer that grows and grows,
Parasitic sadness that eats away at the soul.
A spiral spinning out of control,
Breaks in the madness fade to reveal more holes.

It's in the blood, bones, and brain.
In the heart this pain is contained,
Leaking its poisons slowly and surely.
There is no way to cure this fully.

What is happiness? What is Joy?
When the darkness invades the answers are destroyed.
Blurry vision hides all the solutions,
Contaminated body feels like nothing but pollutions.

©S.T. '16
Picture taken of me, by me
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Author: Sara's Words

Writing isn't just apart of my life; I live through it. For as long as I can remember, I've been writing. Whether it be keeping a journal, creating poetry or writing short stories/role plays with friends, pen and paper have always been there for me. I found myself in blank pages, and used them to express all the things in me I couldn't get out in any other way. I want to share my stories, my poetry and more with others now, in hopes that it will bring others the same things it gave to me.

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