The Demon called Depression


Nobody knows how close you are to the edge.
You cry yourself to sleep but nobody hears you crying.
You walk through your day’s smiling on the outside. Just to be falling apart on the inside.
You can reach out but nobody’s there You can call but no one answers
You can talk but no one hears you.
Your yelling on the inside screaming in pain but no one hears you.
No matter how hard you try The pain and loneliness you feel inside slow consumes you.
Then one day you cry no more that’s the day the loneliness wins.

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