Stuck in a hole

depression hits at full force
it's hard to tell which problem is the primary source
crying my eyes out
letting out Grunts and moans once again choosing to be on my own
I can understand this downward spiral
getting close to the ground
in front of a gravestone
my very own Mound
being misunderstood by everyone around
no true place for me in this town
matter of fact nowhere in this world
as it goes around
want to drop off into space
but gravity keeps me bound
could disappear
and never be found
No rumors
no hate
a place with only me
would be great
so when I die
it's just fate
here I sit in a hurry to wait

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