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This was written, from me, to my depression
I like to personify this illness, at times, just to visualize destroying it.
I am constantly battling anxiety and OCD, but nothing is as dangerous as depression, once it finds its way back to me.
But I am here, today.
I still see healing before me,
I still know that I am bigger and now stronger than all of the things trying to pull me down.
Don’t forget how strong you really are
A lover of words, people,
running (literally and figuratively),
All words are original
my debut poetry book, is at – amzn.to/2CNwE1r