My Depression Poem
- Gloria Maune

- Nov 9, 2019
- 1 min read
The sadness, the depression fills me. I’ve tried to free myself from this awful fate, but I’m filled with hate instead. I don’t despise others, rather I have utter disgust for my being.
I’m leaving to a realm of black ink, I sink into a pit of despair. I refuse to share these terrible feelings and say no to healing. That is, until I find someone who can shield me... free me... complete me.


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