Depression
Depression:
My soul is in purgatory
Purgatory that a chemical imbalance creates Created in my mind, that yearns for hope But Hope is fleeting
Fleeting like a mirage in a desert of despair
Despair threatens to drown me Drowning in a sea of sorrow
Sorrow and suffering with no respite
No respite except sleep
Sleep like death...
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