A Short Poem About Depression
Short breaths.
Quiet sighs.
Brimmed with deaths.
Bottomed with lies.
Always dulled.
Bloody; fleshy.
Not half full.
But yet half empty.
Can't breathe.
Gasping for air.
Filled with depression.
And empty of care.
Quiet sighs.
Brimmed with deaths.
Bottomed with lies.
Always dulled.
Bloody; fleshy.
Not half full.
But yet half empty.
Can't breathe.
Gasping for air.
Filled with depression.
And empty of care.