Sunday 5th August

Let me tell you a story

Of a personal hell

Where there is only forboding

In these pits, I do dwell.

Even though the sun is shining

There are black clouds in my head

Some days it is too painful

To face the world

When I would rather stay

In my bed

I feel my days drawing in

The night getting closer.

No future ahead of me

Nothing looks rosier.

I need to leave now,

Just close my eyes

And hopefully wake up

To better times.

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A little crazy a little eccentric. I love my garden, growing herbs etc.. into spirituality and growth. Adore my two dogs who keep me going when my depression overwhelms me. My two best friends furever x

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