Depression
Silent killer
Never a warning.
It creeps up slowly
Stalking,
Whispering,
And then all at once,
It pounces
It takes over
Possesses.
There doesn't need to be a reason
It can come anytime
The happiest day of your life
And it could come slithering in
It cuts your mind; a knife
There is no escape
Only delaying.
It's drowning in a desert,
Screaming in a crowd of people
And no one hears.
It's suffocating in an empty room.
It's catatonia.
It's horror
It's pain
It's sadness.
It's depression.
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