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Depressed

  • E.E.C.C.
  • Jun 10
  • 1 min read

Sitting at the bottom of a bottomless pit

In complete darkness with little air.

Silence so thick it wraps around you

Gloom so great it almost vibrates.


Sinking in the moving sands of a desert.

The desert of doubts and desperation.

So hot and dry and empty.

Pain so great it echoes.


Drowning in a sea so deep,

An ocean of endless tears.

Waives of loneliness unending,

Sadness so great it kills.

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