to those who fall easily.
It passes from person to person,
eating away at their minds.
Well, it starts with the mind.
It steals away your happy memories,
your good thoughts,
replacing them with the dense,
wide blackness that begins to take over.
This void opens up,
swallowing all of your self esteem,
your ability to look at yourself through the world's eyes.
Or worse;
you see yourself through nothing but the world's eyes.
The Plague then begins to devour your soul,
breaking off bits and pieces at a time,
until you're on your knees.
Until you have the razor to your wrist,
the pills in your hand,
standing on the ledge,
wanting nothing more than to
Die.
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