Acrostic#2: Depression Poem by Medusa Waves

Acrostic#2: Depression



Did all my soul
Empty from its body?
Persuasion never seemed to work
Reassuring people never helped
Every set of eyes judge me.
Still you question, why
Suicide has become my last resort
It happens unpredictably
On any given day or any given
Night, when the stars call out to me.

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