'Name of post here.'

I'm going to be honest, lately I've been incredibly sad.

I've lacked motivation, had no creativity and denied any communication. I'm rather confused as to how to describe it: You know when you just feel down and you don't know why?, or maybe when you want to cry with a seeping amount of anger but realise there is no mean to trigger it?

Yes it is that. It is just something that occurs and by no means can you fix it, you just sit, be patient and take the hit.

Maybe, I can tell you but not; With hidden metaphors, implications and small stanza's with rhyming couplets.

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There is a young man who has been following me, 

With a dark clouded figure and no eyes to see,

His hands move with my mine, and so do his legs,

Attached to my bones is a little small thread. 

Pull me like a puppet and drag me to make me dance, 

This young man controls me, I don't stand a chance.

Pop those pills and see me smile,

The medication which lies, only lasts for a while.

Piled in my cupboard and falling out to my floor,

The man begins to whisper, 'can you take it anymore?'

The days begin to be numbered and so does my rage,

The metal bars begin to lengthen now and form a tight cage.

My wings begin to moult and my skin begins to show,

I finally begin to notice, I've been feeling extremely low.

But the time is too late and I no longer can fly,

The little man who has followed me, made the little girl die.

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R x