Depression V.2.0
A Chapter by therisa
Darkness A taint Upon the soul Consuming all Without mercy.
Like a drug It enters By injection One dose At a time.
Never sure Like Russian Roulette If your time Is up.
As the plunger Goes down Emptying the ampule Into you.
Only knowing One day It will be Your turn.
© 2015 therisa
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Written December 7, 2014.
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Wow. This one is power packed, stark and chilling. Well done.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Thank you, Tammy, for your kind words. Not sure, why this poem is, so dark, maybe, it's the hour tha.. read moreThank you, Tammy, for your kind words. Not sure, why this poem is, so dark, maybe, it's the hour that I wrote it, 11:15-45pm on a Sunday night. Or the fact, I am battling depression, once more. Else, it was a moment of weakness, for me. Could be, all of the above reasons.
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Added on December 8, 2014
Last Updated on January 9, 2015
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therisaOntario, Canada
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A pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse.
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