Poetry

Is This Depression (#1616)

Drained of energy and zeal,
Almost numb to the feel,

I can’t explain the why,
But I feel as if I’ll cry,

I don’t mean to be withdrawn,
But the will to do anything is gone,

Something’s amiss with my reality,
What on earth is wrong with me?

Any Thoughts?

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