SoftA Poem by ThisismythearpyJust another poem about slipping deeper into depression while your support systems leave you behind.Softly slipping Quickly dipping Deeper into despair Hands are grasping Voice is rasping For something that is not there Those who support Decided to abort Leaving you on your own Choosing to ignore your pain forevermore
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Added on July 18, 2017 Last Updated on July 18, 2017 AuthorThisismythearpyKingston, TNAboutHello, my name is Chris. I just post the stuff I wrote in my notebook when I ran away home a little while ago when trying to run away from depression, ptsd, and what all caused it all. I'm dead inside.. more.. |

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