Thursday, October 24, 2013

Depression Is

When your black world
squeezes your energy
Like a tube of tooth paste
left empty and flat.
Too weak for 
Anything to matter.
You could die
hungering for affection
And yet it's too hard 
to hunt for it.
Lying alone, 
Caring about nothing
Praying for a heart attack.

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