**Written about the ups and downs of depression.
Conversations dwindled to none.
I secretly hope you've forgotten me.
Knowing it can never be that easy,
When everyday, you always come to me.
Like a phantom I can't seem to erase.
A haunting, never ceasing to abate.
You're like a double shadow,
I thought I had let pass.
Yet here you are from my darker days:
You've come to last.
Foolish to say if ever these
demons shall vanquish.
As I wish of that normal life,
glimpsed only in dreams.
Though like a phantom I can't seem to erase.
You've been haunting: ceasing to abate.
This seamless double shadow,
Who lurks in every crevice.
In these darker days, I swear I shall try.
To keep these phantoms at bay,
On this forever roller coaster ride.
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