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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