A Frown

The sadness

Depression I guess

I feel so low

Went with the flow

Now I'm sinking


That I could come back

But I lack

Something once there

Something that I'd care


Closed off like a door

I miss it

I feel split

A shadow of myself 

My heart on the shelf

Left to collect dust

Try as I must

I cannot succeed 

Cannot be freed

From this.



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