Priscilla Giovanna
@priscillagiovanna073590
1 year ago

DEPRESSION

Like the wind,
it blows through
like a bomb ticking away
waiting for the ending moment.

Like an unwelcomed guest,
sitting there majestically
With an obvious quest
Lingering with its other allies.

Then there lies the poor soul,
lost in the utopia of its rusty heart
hoping the villain goes away
wishing that happy days aren't far away.
#Poetry

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