The way melancholy slowly kills you. The way it secretly sneaks from your back and straight to your heart. The way it snatches the air off of you in a whim. The way it takes away the mask you’ve painstakingly put together. The way it crushes the walls you’ve carefully built. The way melancholy stabs you in the front and kicks you in the gut while you are rolling on the ground. The way melancholy leaves you with nothing but fear for the lack of light and meaning.
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