You can run but you can't hide!
I am the runner who does try to hide.
But no matter how far you run you just can't hide.
Depression and dark thought do get me still,
I can't take it all in my stride.
Depression lingers at my side.
On a never ending slide.
Depression makes me numb.
I may aswell be dumb.
I can not feel.
My heart it wants to steal.
My soul it has taken and broken.
My body and mind it has invaded.
Depression please fade.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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