Depression

That empty feeling in your soul.
Those thoughts of nothing that seem to role.

The questions you ask inside your head.
The thoughts that makes you stay in bed.

The quiet room that's oh so dark.
You hear the noises like the dogs bark.

You hear the clocks every tick.
The out side light begins to flick.

You stare up looking at nothing.
The only thing that hurts are the thoughts of suffering.

The darkness seems to swallow what remains of your soul.
Just leaving behind the essence of a black hole.

What is left in this life of yours?
The emotion you feel are filled with sours

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