Depression is a Beautiful Place

depression is a beautiful placeIt’s a beautiful day!

easy to ignore.

She’s a beautiful girl,

but I’ll find a way to abhor.

It is a beautiful place

So innocent and pure.

What a beautiful wife

always being ignored.

It’s beautiful life

only I can deplore.

I keep thinking I’ve hit bottom

Why am I looking up at the floor?

It’s beautiful life

I’m just constantly unsure.

Should I get out of bed?

I’ll just give it an hour more.

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