Depression is a burglar in more ways then one.
It steals all happiness and won’t let you have fun.
Your eyes start to water and your nose begins to run.
Your thoughts envelope you and you scream your done.
My dear your days of depression has soon begun.
You can’t take it anymore you give up,
Depression has won.
I had this dream the other night. I can tell about it because it was quite detailed and made at least a little sense while most of my dreams don’t. Though I can’t fully figure it out, but I can link it to my daily fears. It will take  some time to read, I tried to put it as close as I could.
The “action” took place in my home, that tiny apartment on the 5th floor that  my parents own.  I was home and they were at work as usual. Time around noon. I sat at our kitchen table watching some crap on my laptop. […]
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