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by MrsAA
Rated: E · Other · Emotional · #1094345
A struggle within
Like a flower without sunshine, sadness keeps me from blossoming.

Like a hot and heavy blanket, depression comforts me yet holds me hostage.

I'm not just the sum of my demons and my mistakes.

Or am I?

The colors, the sounds, the feelings that used to tease my senses are gone.

Everything is gray and muted. The silence is deafening.

I walk this lonely road, thinking no one else can feel my pain.

Selfishly wallowing in misery.

Tormenting myself, lambasting myself.

Stupid.
Ignorant.
Abnormal.
Bothersome.
Ugly.
Empty.

Needy.

Lonely.

A desperate need for change.
The only thing that stands in the way
is
me.













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