Time Crunch

Dear Depression ,

When humans are destined to die,

How is one supposed live a happy life?

Grief tastes bitter,

Pain follows,

And Anxiety becomes a busybody.

You are unwelcomed,

Yet become my only friend.

Loneliness begins to suffocate.

I feel like a wounded animal,

Caged and mistreated.

I need freedom.

I need a miracle.

I only hope that when the time comes when you are forever gone,

I will still have the time to live a life full of peace and happiness.

Love, Your current friend


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