Reality of Depression

Reality of Depression

A Poem by Kirsty Anne
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I wrote this when I was depressed, I'm not anymore :)

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Depression isn’t just a phase.

And getting out is like a maze.

Be pretty, friendly, cute and thin.

Relapse and you fall back in.

 

Drag a razor through your skin.

Demons flow out from within.

Inside I am already dead.

Not my body, but my head.

 

I sit awake and stare into space.

I hate this world, I hate this place.

Listen to some slow sad songs.

Why does night-time last so long?

© 2014 Kirsty Anne


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From what I went through and still go through, this hits hard because it's so accurate. Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago


I love this. I can say from experience that this is 100 percent accurate and true. Very nice job, this is very well written.

Posted 9 Years Ago


It definitely not a phase and it sucks to put up a facade over it and parade.
Razors are not the solution but yes, time seems stretched.
Nicely put together some thing strong into few lines :)

Posted 9 Years Ago




Posted 10 Years Ago



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Kirsty Anne
Kirsty Anne

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