Wind-Whipped

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depression is

Depression is

Standing on the shore with the sand

Snuggled between your toes and the

Warm ocean breeze petting your cheeks,

Telling you that everything will be alright.

Yet the waves are grabbing your ankles and pulling you in,

And the salt water fills your nostrils, suffocating you.

Every so often the ocean will let you go, and the sun will warm your face.

You hope that this time you can be strong enough to break away from the current,

But it will always pull you back into it’s black, cold depths.

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