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by Trinity May 2, 2018 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
So the black dog finally got me The clouds won't move away A hurdle I can't get past Can't face the world today Too numb, too hurt to go on I lay there in my bed Too many things to hide from Too much in head No ones even noticed I'm hiding it so well The struggle that I'm going through It's like a living hell One foot in front of the other Keep walking in a line All I can do now is pray That one day I'll be fine