Kapitel 44: Poem 45: Tar of depression
Tar of Depression
A heavy liquid constricts around my chest.
Once it stops moving, it hardens.
The tar covers my skin;encasing me.
Crushing me until I can no longer expand my lungs.
Its weight crushes my shoulders.
My air no longer reaches me.
I can't move anymore.
The viscous liquid has surrounded me. This Tar of Depression condemns me. Give me sanctuary. Please.
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