Another day


And just like that the walls are empty
and the house is quiet
No running footsteps
And no bursts of laughter
There is a calmness and stillness that echos through the darkness inviting my demons to play.
The depression hits and anxieties linger
The guilt becomes present and the overwhelming feeling of sadness is a present from those demons
Although it’s quiet on the outside
My mind is screaming on the inside
Hopefully i make it through another day.

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