The Scars That Trace My Body
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nicpetherick
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A poem about the crippling effects of depression.

The Scars That Trace My Body

I lay here, In this dark, cold room, Curled up in a ball, Like a foetus in the womb.

My emotions are overwhelming, Of my suffering I am aware, My mind full of torment, Melancholy and despair.

The scars that trace my body, Are reminders of the fights, With the faceless demon in my head, That turned out all the lights.

I want it all to be over, To never feel again, I'm tired of this happening, The recurring hurt and pain.

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