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Bottomless Pit

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Blackened, poisoned heart,
Loss of happiness is swift.
Underneath I am crumbling;
Eerie thoughts of disturbing self
Destruction fills my every thoughts.

Icy chills prickles my skin,
Alerting my senses to go into a
Mad dance, just being pushed
Over the jagged edge of insanity.
Never have I felt the banes of
Dismal solitude that plagues mankind.

Pleasure and pain meshed together;
Inside I am eaten alive, strong burdens
Killing my vitals with each strike.
All alone, I am left with my sorrow,
Caring not of my body, caring not of my
Health for it decays like dying cells
Until my last breath exhales finally.
:iconbluediamondpikachu93: got a free request from me to do an acrostic poem of her DA name.

To anyone who has been depressed at some stages during their lives, this is for you. Depression is such a bottomless pit and it's very hard to climb out of.
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I love these kinds of poems