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by Ghosty Jul 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm sceaming inside, the pain non-releasing, The torment so strong, I'll never be appeasing. I don't want to talk, as they all say the same. I am a depressed teenager, With no reasons behind my pain. I lose consciousness as the blood drains. The pain and torment cease. The screaming is no more. I can finally be at peace.
by Symera
I can relate a lot.. i like this poem.