when my depression speaks to me
it isn't words of encouragements
it isn't words of motivation
it isn't nice words.
.can you believe he once called me a psychopath!.
when my depression speaks to me
it is always a name calling like;
loser! moron!
lazybones! ass!
when my depression speaks to me
he drains all the energy
to love
to smile
and be nice to others from me.
---Fampah Coyish---
Illustration: Clara Lieu Fine Arts
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