Depression Poem by Lucas Huang
Depression
Depression looks like gray clouds looming in the sky,
ready to gulp mother Earth.
It sounds like the saddest cry,
of an innocent doe being hunted.
It tastes like the bitterness of defeat,
of many challenges that have been lost.
It smells like the pungent odor of rotten flesh,
that gnaw your spirits away.
Depression feels like death,
living in a body without a soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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