“You don’t strike me as the kind of person to have depression,”
“That’s because I pretend,”
“Oh.”
“Writing is my coping mechanism, and without it I’m literally a mess,”
Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS – Teenager: In Writing.
“You don’t strike me as the kind of person to have depression,”
“That’s because I pretend,”
“Oh.”
“Writing is my coping mechanism, and without it I’m literally a mess,”
Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS – Teenager: In Writing.
I wish they knew
How hard we try
Many years have passed
Wearing away at my soul
Yet I will never forget
Those 2020 backyard nights we spent
Collecting acorns and playing tag under sunset skies
There are days and nights
When I still think of you
And I smile
Because even if you’re gone
I know you’re happy now
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