MuteA Poem by therisaHow depression affects me, at times.Want To speak But can not. As if This malaise Which we call Depression. Is slowly Spreading throughout My entire body Consuming my soul. Withdrawing Deeply Into myself. Where The loudest shout is A mere whisper Upon my lips.
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