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Ocean of twisted thoughts
Depression is invisible,
Yet disquisable,
It makes you misreble,
Its mental not physical.
I'm drowning in this ocean of twisted thoughts and I'm reaching out for a life line,
I didn't choose to swim in this ocean it just pulled me under and there was no warning sign.
Yet disquisable,
It makes you misreble,
Its mental not physical.
I'm drowning in this ocean of twisted thoughts and I'm reaching out for a life line,
I didn't choose to swim in this ocean it just pulled me under and there was no warning sign.
Published 20th May 2020
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Ok. Maybe one day we can meet for a coffee in some naff café in London & talk this over. I might want a BLT or sausage roll too of course. Life is for living, right, sometimes dangerously? After all, how long do we really have on this planet? With me, it would not be dangerous, but if it helps you to think it would be, that's all well & good I guess. ;-)
21st May 2020 8:16am
Hit the nail on the head. Both have similar thoughts. The way I try to explain to people about my depression is it's like I'm underwater in the middle of the sea and I don't know which way is to the surface so I can breathe so I swim in the wrong direction until my lungs give out.
