Depression Eruption - Poem by Freewill Amon
A: I can't tick the boxes 'cause I don't understand the options.
I can't count my losses due to frustration eruption.
B: I am so lost.
I was strong like an iron, but now I'm so rust.
A: I can't solve this puzzle that have been on the table.
I'm involved in a struggle that its end is still not unravelled.
B: Life to me have been a BS.
I'm in a sport competition that I lack the finesse.
A: I can't dust the surface though it looks so easy.
I only find solace in my li'l shed of self-pity.
B: I am all alone;
being tormented by the unknown.
A: I'm bound in shackles and can't get myself loose.
I've been in shambles ever since I've been in this shoe.
B: My abilities are limited.
And life to me is so complicated.
A: I am miserable!
B: I am deserted!
A: Life is horrible!
B: I am helpless!
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