A poem about depression.
A heart full of emptiness
Ears deafened by silence
The darkness blinds my eyes
My giant crowd is loneliness
The inner soul is bland
With bitterness that’s flavorless
The sleep can go for miles
Energetic means hyperactive slumber
A void is ever so vast
Nowhere to begin and nowhere to end
A universe can’t occupy the space
An eternity can’t occupy the time
No one is there to hope
I learned the language of the walls
The smell of disaster is in the air
I wonder where to start
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