Poem of the Day: On The Brink Of Depression

I’m on the brink, it’s bad, I’m finally about to snap back into depression. I’m on the verge of relapse. It’s sad, I don’t know why they had to do me like that. It’s facts! The system doesn’t care about my black ass. I crashed. At one moment I was up so high, head up in the sky, chilling on cloud nine. Now I find it hard to even put on a smile. Inside I cry, and on the outside I lie. Walking around pretending that everything is alright. You might read this and be a little surprised. But don’t be, just know that I’ll admit to more than I show. I vent to those who know the feeling. I have a network of supporters and we all help each other fight through the never ending internal struggle. As we all hold our breath praying to keep our head above water. In order to survive the pain that resides you have to dig deep and find the person within that hides and bring the strength out. Because none of us want to die. Never let sadness eat you up inside. Rise!! And for those who do not yet know the feeling, trust me, in due time you too will experience the feeling. But know if I can push through and make it than you to can continue on grinding and living.

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