STILL

Suffocating myself with this crippling anxiety

Mr. Depression never fails to remind me of my misery

Sadness is the ocean that’s waiting to drown me

Noxious souls sing to me a song of self-slaughter, in between

The petals from the rose of hope are falling quietly

Don’t make a sound, and go peacefully…

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