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Depression.
Emotion could never be so pure,
as to clog the recesses of the brain,
to cease all thought process,
and only cause misery.
Sadness or excessive crying
Loss of interest or pleasure in activities that used to be enjoyable
Changes in appetite (more or less) or weight (gaining or losing)
Feeling tired
Difficulty sleeping—too little or too much
Agitation or doing things more slowly
Negative thoughts, including thinking about death
Feeling worthless or guilty
Poor concentration or having difficulty making decisions
Low energy level
Constant Rhetorical’s
What can you take from your mind?
Life can be fake.
Worlds can be drawn.
It’s all already happened.
Life is infinite, but we all think it’s ending.
It’s all confusing.
Transcending beyond mortal perception,
Living forever is easy..
But it’s confusing.
Talk about something,
you know is right.
But its wrong.
You confused yet?
Existence holds it’s secrets. Brains don’t know a thing.
We just create what we see, but the brain is evil.
It restricts the very element of what it’s supposed to do.
Think.
Imagine.
What if life is all imaginary? What if, perchance, we create it all.
Everything as it is, as our open mind creates all the problems.
What if your brain was God? As I ask you the question you hesitate to think through, feel.
It’s all imaginary.
I’m In A Bed
I heard them say I will die tonight.
I’m in a bed,
waiting for them to come.
Waiting for you,
to come.
The tear,
the last one I will ever drop,
in vain of you,
and what you did.
I’m in a bed,
no reason to continue this.
I don’t care about what becomes of this flesh,
this flesh,
broken upon your faded memory.
The heart I had before,
was dead anyway.
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