5:08 Am
And at this time
We meet again
I lay in my bed
And start to think
Of life
And what you do
You creep so slowly
Like a dangerous disease
You always come back
You never fail
Early in the morning
When I can't sleep
You cloud my mind
With depressing things
You creep in slowly
Then take over
Depression you win
I know I'm nothing.
Copyright © Kimber Robinson | Year Posted 2013
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