MiaxoxoCommunity member
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How I felt about my depression a few years ago.


by Miaxoxo

Wet eyes, Damp cheeks, My inner self growing weak.

Give me the strength, hold out your hand

Show me I am capable to stand.

Broken Spirit, drained soul

Give me something to fill this hole.

It's getting bigger, eating me away

I didn't invite it but its here to stay.

In an assured tone I'm desperately screaming

You only hear my words and not the meaning

To the bridge or the station, it's becoming more appealing

Maybe then you would see what I'm feeling.

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