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I’ve been crying a lot lately

Thinking of dying a lot lately

But every time you see me

My dry eyes lie

They hide the pain and fear of continuing and going through this cycle once again. 




Too weak to be vulnerable

Too hurt to allow you to see my tears

These two things encompass most of my fears 




The little girl who needed you became the woman who conceded to knowing things will never change for the better

Years of hope deferred became bitterness and apathy




The dark cloud gives me reprieve for a while

Before it returns

But each time it chooses to reposition itself 

between me and the sunshine, it burns

What lesson have I learned?

What points have I earned

Is this give or take

How many times can I experience this pressure before I break?




I'm doing fine today and it feels weird because yesterday I was having a hard time just being. 
I had a hard time being in the office and at one point took a walk outside so I could cry without anyone seeing.
Depression is this weird thing that covers like a weighted blanket and even with a bright sunshine, it feels like gloom
But it's a cycle so I know eventually it will be lifted and I can once again see the light in the room



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