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Melancholic
August 24, 2014
Thoughts corrupted by the frightening sound
of hatred and hell.
Visions blurred by the sadness, though I can barely
tell.
Through my dampened eyes I catch of glimpse of my
dripping red sorrow.
Only to remember that I'll still be breathing
tomorrow.
© Leah-Marie D., Peoria, AZ
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My inspiration for this piece was my own thoughts and feelings. It expresses the sadness I had felt at one point in my life and how scary and alone depression can be. I mainly wrote this to vent and turn my negativity into poetry. However, if other teens can relate to the emotions I express in this piece, and maybe feel less alone then that's more than I could have ever asked for.