Black hole
I've been there too long
Sometimes anxious
Sometimes sad
Sometimes depressed
Sometimes angry
Sometimes out of control
Is time for me to come out of this black hole
Wearing all the time dark clothes
It is like being in grieve
Lighter clothes gives me a lift
enough is enough
Black hole
There is no light in a black hole
I was only seeing black for a long time
Enough of this black hole
Enough of depression
Enough of suffering
Enough of trying to please everybody else
Enough of being used by everybody else
Enough of being mistreated by other people
..............the perfect title for this poem.....yes depression is not a beautiful thing....but I feel sure you can overcome it....keep smiling...
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A wonderful title for this poem! Entering into a depression is very much like entering into a black hole. Very creative!