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My Gloomy Day

All Coke cans were empty
As I shuffled down the hall.
There were cobwebs on the ceiling,
And gray dust was on the wall.

The sun was much too sunny.
The snow was all but melted.
There was just enough for snowballs,
And with them I was pelted.

My algebra wasn't finished.
The dishes were not done.
Then low gray clouds took over,
And I couldn't see the sun.

That's how I slowly realized
Those clouds were just as bad
As sunshine that was sunny
And snow that couldn't be had.

The cake I made had fallen.
The frosting turned out gritty.
I sat down on the couch,
Full of my self-pity.

My feet were hurt and sore.
The lights, it seemed, were dim.
My head was full of headaches.
My glass had dirt on its rim.

I looked at my surroundings
And sighed in my dismay.
I fell back upon the couch.
Today was a gloomy day.

-Bridget

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Decaying In Oceans Of Depression

This girl is slowly decaying in oceans of depression.
Her and pain are so close, it is one of her new obsessions.
Every time that she tries to open her eyes, she goes blind.
She wants to feel happiness but her sorrows unwind.

She has finally given up on everything that she once loved.
Cutting herself until blood pours, saying this pain is too much.
Finally her body going numb, she suddenly falls to the floor.
Depression and grief swallowed her whole, she can't do it anymore.

It used to be love and happiness but sorrow is now her possession.
Her heart has been overtaken by hate, all she has is aggression.
People would always say "You're 16 you can't be depressed."
But then she wrote her suicide note, and blamed it on the stress.

She felt needles in her skin, chains tearing through her flesh.
Then she questioned, is this life or death putting me to the test?
Through all of her life, she has only felt discrimination.
Now with slit wrists, she lies decaying in oceans of depression.

- Decaying In Oceans Of Depression