Falling into depression;
my mind won’t shut off,
the hate won’t stop.
I am locked in my dark prison again.
Crying out with no sound.
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Falling into depression;
my mind won’t shut off,
the hate won’t stop.
I am locked in my dark prison again.
Crying out with no sound.
Kind Regards from Johannesburg South Africa. I enjoyed reading your poem especially how you compared linked depression to a ” dark prison”.