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Sadness will curve your bones
And stoop you over, kill That inch more of height you hoped For, weigh on your shoulders Like a metaphor - always so Heavy. Sadness will make your smile Harder to reach, your eyes Narrow without a grin, exhaustion Seep into your veins and Poison your heart 'till it shrivels like Charcoal. Sadness will find every demon Conjured in the mind of you ten Years ago and stick them all In places you hadn't noticed or Protected in years and refuse to Stop. Sadness will bring you a piece Of yarn and demand a steel cable in Return, and when you have None left but a pile of yarn in Their wake, it will knot the strings too Tightly. But Depression will snap your Spine in half, turn your smile Into a wail, your eyes into pools, and Your heart so red and raw It will become nothing more than Blood. Depression will make demons of its Own and throw them at you Continuously, promising to stop and never Ceasing, become the pile of frayed Nerves you are to people who walk Normally. Depression will take the cords and Cables in you and replace them With thread so old you could pluck it Once and tear it straight Though - and it will cry about it with You. Sadness will beat you. Depression will be you. © 2014 Authoress |
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Added on February 21, 2014 Last Updated on February 21, 2014 Tags: depression, sadness, sad, depressed, demons, smiles, tears, thread, metaphor, bones, exhaustion, exhausted, tired, charcoal, heart, poison, disorder, mental disorder, mental disorders AuthorAuthoressAvon Park, FLAboutsinger/songwriter, half-assed youtuber, love lover, hug master more..Writing
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