Depression Poem by potato chip
Depression
I am drowning in a wide ocean of sorrow that I can not escape
the world seems to fall apart at my every breath
I wake to see my life just a wasted day
Nothing I do is right
Save yourself the trouble of an irreparably broken soul
nothing hurts worse then the pain inside my head my chest my whole
Every second every minute every hour
I fall deeper and deeper into my ocean
one created in my mind.
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5/6/2024 6:38:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
How can a potato chip be depressed? Really.! ! ! Maybe a little more salt would or perhaps some pepper?