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Depression, my frightened child.
spookyspacecatz
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Depression my frightened child
Depression, you cling to me like a frightened child clings to it's mothers side who is afraid of the dark , you never leave me , you must feel terrified.
Sometimes The lights come on and you feel less scared, the lights always seem rather dim than bright , then they always turn back off at the end of the night , your grip around me tightens up once again leaving us lay in bed all day afraid of what lives under my bed during the day and night , so you hold me down tight.
When we leave the room you put on a mask and drag your heavy legs behind me you keep a firm grip on the him of my shirt so you don't get lost in the crowd . Sometimes you like to play , you play as a character whom you call anxiety this character always hurries us back home to hide where are you spooned m so you don't get lost in the crowd. Sometimes you like to play you play as a character and you call anxiety who always makes us hurry back home Where you can cling to me once again whispering thoughts of sucide and self harm into my mind . " we won't be able to hurt this way , its for the best" you sing to me . water spills over the tub , quickly turning red , spreading like spilled milk . "it's better this way " echos through my mind as I sway in the tub , my vision becomes dark and you no longer cling to me , depression my sweet frightened child .
sorry this is my first time writing , I wrote this when I was I having thoughts of self harm and used writing to calm my self !
