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Normal people don’t know

What depression really is

They think if you are sad

You can snap out of it.

As if.

They don’t know

About the quicksand

Swallows you whole

Trying to climb out

of the sinkhole

Makes it worse

The hole in your heart

Becomes an abyss

Sucking all joy

And life

I am a zombie

Marching among the living

Struggling to get through the day

Treading water

But all people see

Is who I used to be

Smiling, happy.

I project a facade

But I am the shadow

I am

Death

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