Wallowing alone,
As if I’m abandoned trash.
Leave me my pity!
Tag: Depression
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I embrace the end of my long and arduous journey.
Traverisng through waves of grief,
Washing over me,
threatening to carry me away.
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Through thick and thin,
Through sick and shit,
Against the odds.
We keep standing.
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Suffer the pain,
Take the time.
A motto now engrained in our psyche.
Grief we greet as if an old friend.
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With time the pain will ease,
Memories will fade,
But our burdens will remain.
Learn to live again,
Accept the past,
Embrace the future.
Tommorow is a new day
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The dreaded fourth stage on a long path,
Tears are the words that need to be written
Sorrow melts the heart,
Incomprehensible sadness lenders one motionless.
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Longing is the core of mystery.
In itself it brews the cure.
The one and only rule
Suffer the pain,
Take the time,
A Life sacrificed.
To be born renewed.
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Time is the tonic to dread,
Memories collapse into the sands of time,
Life moves on, people forget, nature heals.
Suffer the pain, take the time, be born renewed.
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Sitting in awkward silence,
Devices glued in our hands,
Waiting for our number to be called,
Helpless to fate.
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Imaginations unravel uncertainty,
Fear fuels the fire.
Death is at our doorstep.
Writing our Wills as we wait.
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Our name is called,
The doctor is met.
A simple virus diagnosed,
Life continues again.
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The brain is a powerful beast,
Equally creative and destructive,
It must be tamed,
Or one will fall foe to its darkness.
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Glued to devices,
We are slaves to our screens.
Separation anxiety,
Marketed into our brains.
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Where once we spoke,
Now we tap.
Where once we met,
Now we swipe.
The art of speech traded away.
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Man merging with machine.
Blended into one inseparable being
Is this an act of evolution?
Or something else entirely?
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I sit in darkness, a man blind.
The world around me has not been kind.
Depressed and lost.
My heart covered in frost.
My only hope, to rejoin the grind.
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I am the shadow in the darkness, the watcher in the trees, ever observing those around me. Waiting as I plan my next move.
I have seen countless others jump forward in action, eager to take their next step in life.
Yet I must wait, ever meticulous in my calculations before I too am ready to progress.
My mind is my kryptonite, anxiety my vice and doubt my mistress. The darkness of my mind a cruel beast, one I am yet to tame. I feel I am losing this battle.
The shadows of doubt seem enough to snowball. Cascading my thoughts into oblivion. Leaving me immovable and afraid.
Bring me the light, help me to escape my impending doom. Join this journey!
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A sickness deep inside me,
Undiagnosed and festering,
Bubbling to the surface,
A self-imposed purgatory,
Where I have no control.
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My mind is absent,
My motivation away on leave,
Feeling a shell of my past self,
With only self-pity left for tonic.
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The seasons past me in a flash,
The falling leaves rotting my soul.
Once friends now memories,
Fading with my last hope
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I grow tired of imperfection,
When each day marks new opportunity.
I may fall foul of this poison,
But at least I will try to escape
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