Anxiety, Depression, Mental Health, Poetry, Writing Holy Posted by TheMelancholySpitfire on January 5, 2018January 5, 2018 Dear faceless ones, my melancholy isn’t holy, my sadness not a plea, my words fly free to keep from flooding, in a way accepted, doesn’t change I’m depressed, a beautiful mess, I don’t need saving, at least not yet. Emily© Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
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