Depression

by Bryce   Apr 30, 2019


Took care not to stumble
yet I did
and I
.
.
.
.
.
fell into
The Hole.

yelled. I yelled.
no, I couldn't be Fallin'; not now.

Clawed the walls
my nails broke

no, I couldn't climb up.

tried Flying, had no wings.

tried Drowning, there was no water.

where OH where,
stuck am I?

Pull me out, someone
Oh, pull me out!
I am afraid
I am too comfortable here.

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  • 6 months ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Without copying what Mr. Darcy said the tension you built up in this piece is excellent and makes the reader want to carry on.. It's ashame that it's about depression and how we feel like we're stick; we're drowning and no matter what we do we can fully get out of that hole... Excellent. Take care x

    • 6 months ago

      by Bryce

      Thanks a ton:) we all need care ehe

  • 6 months ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    I like the tension you've created. I like your writing style.
    Well done.

    • 6 months ago

      by Bryce

      Thank you so much.

  • 7 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    This is an unusual piece but I liked the way it was formatted, the slow fall and the grasping to get out finally the realization that what was more scary was the feeling that it was too comfortable where you had fallen. Milly x

    • 7 months ago

      by Bryce

      Thank you! You got it right, the realization of being too comfortable is scarier.

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