depression

I lay in this bed
The sheets cover my head
unable to think, unable to speak
my depression makes me very weak,
these tears fill my eyes but unable to cry
numb to bone
I just want to go back to my old home,
I want her back,
just one last hug,
one last kiss goodbye,
because im tired of waking up an feeling like i want to die





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