Depression

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The mind of a depressed person.

Submitted: March 17, 2015

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My friends call me Suzonne, but that’s not my name. My name is depression. I have taken over her mind, her body, her soul. I am all that’s left of her. It may seem like she is still here. Yes, she walks, she talks, she eats and sleeps. But if you look into her eyes, her spark is gone. She may have escaped my sights for a few moments, but I got her back. The light vanished and now there is darkness. There is no hope for her now. When she's alone at night, everyone thinks she's sound asleep. No, hear that? The wind, you say? Think again. She's crying, screaming those silent screams. Trying to keep those voices from taking over again. She knows she can't win, she never does, never will. She throws open her drawer and pulls out the blades. One by one, she drags them across her skin, Shallow at first, but them deeper. Dripping onto the floor, her clothes covered in her crimson blood. Hear that? She's laughing, smiling. The voices are gone. She cleans her blood off of the floor, changes her clothes, and get in bed. You see, they call her Suzonne, but my name is depression, for I have taken over her mind, body, and soul. I am all that's left, and all there ever will be.

 


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