by Ben Pickard
This poem sums up what depression means to me perfectly: not just disliking life and all it entails - far from it. Recognising its beauty and positives perhaps more than others because of your sensitivity, but also feeling the darkness more for the same reason. |
Thank you Ben |
by Michael
Miss Dagmar, |
Thank you Michael |
by Mr. Darcy
Wow, this is profound. X |