By: Matt Smith
depression...
its like a snake...
sneaky, strikeing at anymoment.
its bite poisnious to the body...
when you move it hurts...
happyniess dieing wonce it gets near you...
in so the poision spreads like an air born virus.
the wound pouring out blood...
as if anyone cares...
people constally pokeing the wound makeing it bigger...
till pretty soon its to late...
people may not know that hey hit your wound, but they hit it anyways...
people seeing your blood on the floor...
some laugh
others cry
yet others just ignore you
all this just makeing the wound bigger.
Grab what you can get out of life...
cuz if you dont, the snake will come and take it away...
like a pithon, it will squeeze out the happiness and swallow into its dark abyss...
leaveing you alone...
to yourself in this world...
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