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This Disease

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soultrauma

Published: Dec 21, 2011

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Falling into the depths of this disease
I search for a way out
This darkened path I've been down before
Every step I take, beats with doubt
And as I fight back these darkened thoughts
They scream like death in my ear
As the shrieking darkness of this soul dies
Its beauty becomes so clear
So now I sit, and wait,
For the next time it comes near
And I know it will come back again
Because it knows that I am here

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If you suffer from depression you will completey understand this poem. You will always have it and it will always show itself every now and then. What matters is how you deal with it.

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Waterlily2544

Jul 6, 2013

Yes, I totally relate. Excellent job!

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