SITS UPON A CHEST

Depression sits on the chest,

As sinking swamp sucks in the wreckless,

Justice served on interloping thoughts,

Saddening, deepening, trembling free reality,

Paradox in between knotted rows,

Knitted into being by Destiny,

Twisting us down undefined paths,

Twisting our future and darkening our past,

Depression sits on the chest.

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