My Depression is the Moon
My perseverance is beautiful like a partial solar eclipse.
Every day you revolve around me, attempting to plummet me in
complete darkness. Before, I let you suffocate me to the point, that my
light nearly disappeared. Now I shine so brightly so even as you still try to overshadow me,
it doesn't matter, because they don't see you unless they are looking at us through a filter. Instead, they marvel at the sight because, yes, I have
pain. Yes, I have suffered. Yes, I have dark days. But I am like the
sun, brighter than the moon as it attempts to block its warmth and light from the
Earth. I may have to live with you, but you will never completely darken me again.
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Alexandria Stanwyck
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Comments (3)
deep thinking
I took it the same way as depression
Very good. That last line could mean a lot of things.