It swells in the pit of your stomach

It burns at the back of your eyes

Your whole body aches on the edge of implotion

You curl into tightness

And hold your breath

As tears roll down your hot cheeks

You can feel your sore, infected heart festor and shrivel

With the sadness the resides in the deepest

Trenches of the sea.




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I wrote this poem based off my feelings when my depression takes over

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