Poems About Depression
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There's a salty ache in my ribcage
it radiates out through my muscles and bones... -
They walk through me,
On all their daily strolls... -
The Coronavirus.
A sickness for so many... -
Three little bubbles,
And salt against my lips... -
The morning's turned into a sloth grasping at non...
Moving solely out of obligation... -
I find it
extremely difficult... -
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Why does it seem impossible to write anymore?
Sitting here just staring at the wall... -
It’s like you’re fire in my blood
Setting aflame the moth wings in my stomach... -
I cannot stem the evil tide
That rises from my lips... -
A life full of pain
Of stress and strain... -
A year ago
was a much different time... -
Beneath my wrist there are violin strings
But their music feels lost in the past...