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Deep Sea
Falling into a deep sea of depression.
Raising my head up just enough to get a breath of relief, before getting weighed back down from the pressure of living a mundane life.
Having times where thoughts of just endings would seem fair, then struggling to float back to the top for that quick second of fresh air.
But, I fight for that air, because it not fair to those that care to end it now because I'm scared. Scared that this depression will spread and consume my very being and not let me float back to the beginning.
Raising my head up just enough to get a breath of relief, before getting weighed back down from the pressure of living a mundane life.
Having times where thoughts of just endings would seem fair, then struggling to float back to the top for that quick second of fresh air.
But, I fight for that air, because it not fair to those that care to end it now because I'm scared. Scared that this depression will spread and consume my very being and not let me float back to the beginning.
Published 12th Jan 2017
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