Poem -
Loneliness
There is no cure,
No cure for my desolation,
Like an emotional migration,
I just need time to mature.
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There is no vaccine,
None what so ever for my depression
That runs ramped, that, that leave me to question,
Will I last when I am eighteen?
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There is no drug,
To rid my diseased rotting body and soul,
Burn it like that other piece of fucking coal,
Hurt by that sly smug…
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My life is done,
Nothing remaining,
As my blood is draining,
My life is nothing but a sad rerun…
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My dear, everyone feels like they're alone when they are experiencing such traumatic depression- but you are not alone at all. Just know that you are a brilliant being and let everyone see the wonderful side of you that we all have. believe in yourself dear- because if you dont than no one will. sincere respects and love for youÂ
Thank you so much, that really helped me.
Good write, thanks for sharing
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Your words of kindness touches me deeply.
its my absolute pleasure my dear. just remember to trust in yourselfÂ