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Bleeding Depression
When I'm feeling depressed I grab my pen. A piece of paper folded in half. Words bleed on the lines, filled with tears and sadness. Depression takes over all my smiles. My paper is red. Full of the sadness my words have bled. I cry from sadness, I cry from grief. I need to calm down, I need a reprieve. My mind goes distant, I feel aloof. my mind abuses me constantly. I can't focus on anything. My past grips me tightly without releasing. I wish my sadness would start decreasing. No. Of course not. It increases in severity. I need some guidance. My life needs clarity. My mind continues to bleed my depression. My sadness, my fear, my past aggression. I bleed on my paper, my mind explodes. I continue to bleed, my heart dies. In a world full of happiness. No one hears my cries.
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