Hellhole

Down and down, I spiral;

I’m out of control,

I feel myself falling

into a gaping, black hole.
And who can save me?

There is no safety net;

my thoughts, they consume me,

why can’t I forget?
I want to be happy,

I crave it so much

but depression, it envelops me

with its cold, devil’s touch.
One day, I will fight this,

and leave it behind;

until then, I will suffer

in the hellhole of my mind.

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