Depression
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3 days ago
#poetry
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It's called depression for a reason.
From an angle of elevation to an angle of descent, depression becomes.
It subdues you, strips away your sense of self.
Depression depreciates you—slowly, silently.
It leaves you unproductive, lonely, and downcast,
Doubting every fragment of your worth.
Sometimes, intrusive thoughts creep in,
Societal, even sordid, igniting a storm within.
Hormones flare; impulses rise,
And suddenly, you're doing things you never imagined.
A silent war wages—against yourself,
A battle you never signed up for, yet must fight.