Depression

There is a waterfall,blinks with the golden water

The sparks gone diminished,then goes to black

Someone are eargerly waiting for call their name

She stood line by line in the front of black door

Inside the door there are people living in others mind

She like stars but never blink in night a hallow one

She lost the clarity to see the vision of the world

She thinks about her breath touch and looks the sky

She hide something in the hand with tearful eyes

Her mouth are filled with speech but the words are afraid

She found a door in her heart with no sign of escape

She knows the only escape is waiting for her name

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