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Crashing down to the ground I tear at the carpet screaming Screaming and crying How could this happen again Hating who I am and what I've become I am in agony Broken heart and a broken soul I have to get a grip on this self I feel possesed and obsessed Out of control and distorted This can't really be happening Its some kind of strange nightmare Depression has sunk in so deep I feel like I am drowning in my mind Like a stranger in my skin I try to remember who I am I used to feel the desire to create I am so filled with this self hate That I forget this life is a precious gift I have been through hell and back And through hell and back again Surviving this has made me even stronger I am slowly pulling myself out of What feels like a bottomless pit And although there is no bottom There is an opening at the top I am starting to see the light |
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i dont know this poem wasnt my thing. lot of cliche ideas, very direct with much of the language. just not all that creative in my opinion.
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gr8 poem
a really good read. depression has sunk in so deep, i feel like i am drowning in my mind, like a stranger in my skin, this is my favourite part. i can relate to these words so much, they make alot of sense.
once again gr8 poem
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Wow this was great. good job
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