You don’t know what goes through my head.
Phrases, words, musings that are better left unsaid.
Voices screaming “you’re better off dead.”
Had me believing now I’m curled up in this bed.
You don’t know what goes through my head.
Phrases, words, musings that are better left unsaid.
Voices screaming “you’re better off dead.”
Had me believing now I’m curled up in this bed.
Gigantic Thought Bubble 
Well I’ve been there. It’s no fun.
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It is no fun
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Sad piece, but it does capture the dark side of depression that so many struggle with and even more seem unable to comprehend. Tragic, but beautifully penned!
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Thank you 😊
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Hi,
I know the original Phoenix.
I met you on Danny’s site. I loved the sketch. Did you do it yourself?.
Maybe you can check out my blog. My site offers blogging tips. I also have regular blog parties like Danny. I actually host 10 blogging events each month.
Janice
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This sounds so familiar.
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Hi,
I love your poetry although sad and your graphic. Thanks for liking my Blogger’s Pit Stop and joining us today.
Janice
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