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Poetry: Depression

The interior of me is lined in stone,
Destined to fail I contest to be alone.
My body is brittle stricken with strife,
The pain is deep rooted stripping my life.
A personal war with my own subconscious,
A battle within that is making me nauseous
I thirst for a way out of myself,
I must say I am completely miserable,
Seriously-it is like nothing else.
Someone please toss me a rope!
A life jacket-some hope?
Screaming as loud as I can!
Not a sound comes out,
I jolt and I turn, I scream and I shout!
I am beginning to doubt,
Freedom is still a possibility,
While grasping a handful of constant hostility.
I tear through myself,
Only to find another me inside!
The door to get out says: ACCESS DENIED!

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