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Contributed by obsessed4ever on Saturday, 20th March 2010 @ 06:11:52 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

Depression is a compelling force, deep inside your soul, it brings out the worst in you, makes you lost control. It tingles your spine, tramples your goals, desires, everything you've worked for, and leaves only darkness, your sorrowful woes. Your brain gets warped, confused by time, immersed in shadows, bitter pains arise. Seems there are only tears that rest on my eyelashes, as if they were my dreams, slowly falling and crumbling away, never to be seen again. I lie awake pondering, asking myself what's deformed my soul, this unbearable pain from the wound which never heals, there's a hole in my heart, too damaged to repair. No silver lining, i live my curse, sleep never comes, this raging insomniac i've become. Plunged in hatred for everything, for what seemed beautiful is now a whirlpool of grey. This depression that stabs your deepest ambitions, your desires, you start to lose your inhibitions. Only time will quell my cries, won't fade away, not without a fight. There are no solutions wrapped in colorful bows, there's only salvation i now hope for. Suppress the thoughts that make me weep, that brings about the horrid monster in me, the nonsense i'm not willing to see. Vibrating pulse deep inside my mind, i cannot scream, lifeless inside. But after all, i found my way, i hoped and hoped and saw the good side of things. Took off my mask of bitter defeat, put a smile on my face, felt my soul light the way. The "D" word i shall no longer utter, i shall no longer fear. Because it's now a part of my distant memories, forever hidden by the bands of time. I've come a long way and i'll never go back. I'm glad to say, the "D" word is now a thing of the past.

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