Depression
It’s
a
tight
knot
kick
to
your
stomach
Dreading
what’s
to
come
will
show
what
you
already
know
You
are
useless.
Your
aspirations
rest
weightless
in
the
ether
Where
no
one
cares.
You
find
yourself
always
simply
going
through
the
motions,
Like
a
worker
on
an
assembly
line;
Detached
from
you
your
body’s
acts
–
Your
head
checked
out.
And
you
think
there
is
no
point
to
what
you
are
trying
to
do.
Because
it
all
just
seems
too
damn
hard;
Thinking
of
what
it’ll
take
of
you
leaves
you
tired.
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