MuteA Poem by therisa How depression affects me, at times. Want To speak But can not. As if This malaise Which we call Depression. Is slowly Spreading throughout My entire body Consuming my soul. Withdrawing Deeply Into myself. Where The loudest shout is A mere whisper Upon my lips.
© 2013 therisaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 20, 2013 Last Updated on February 20, 2013 Author
therisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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