the struggle with depressionA Poem by purple-aftermathThe evening drain is here, pulling me into a depression. I fight all night, but nothing stops the impending doom. I try to distract myself, but it keeps coming back. I wish the dog would disappear, but it still barks in the wind.
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Added on May 28, 2020 Last Updated on May 28, 2020 Author
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