sadness plot, I can't quit being sad
depressive lot, my feelings only reeling me deeper in
into the quicksand, without any plan or relief
there are so many mistakes with no makeup tests
to pass myself off as guilt free
it really hurts, when my emotions converge in brutal conflict
decided pain, the art of forgetting my only option
until my covers are pulled and I'm left with only glaring scars
in their bright light I cry bitter tears
with scathing jeers and whispers from the angel crew
who say she should be further along
but my low self esteem gets in the way of hope
so, I keep moving along thinking I will do better tomorrow
but tomorrow's torture wants to be left alone
it has problems of its own
I'm stuck in a moment that keeps replaying itself
thinking the morning will never come
no, not for me
and when it does will my stress follow me there
Rated for Mature(17+) 
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depression
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. An excellent write that is raw and honest my friend. I too know what it’s like to be in quicksand. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you graciously for feeling me here I appreciate you ❤️
The darkness can really close in on us, to a point it suffocates. This is an amazing example of that place and I’m sorry you struggle with it, Brenda 🧡
hello beautiful Willow thank you for being here with me it makes things easier to bear ❤️