Can't Shake The Depression

Crawl in insecurity

To the corner

In the dark

Lines run down your face

Where the tears

Had left their mark



Your paroxysm

Scares me

Your words

Corrode my ears

Such negativity

Built up

Over the years



Mind so dark

And poetry deep

Written heart felt

With the words

You weep



How you turned this way

No one could tell

But what i do know is

You must be

Going through hell

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this is a story about a boy whos life had been so tortured, and yet he worked through it, but still the scars remain.

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