Frozen
Depression is a lonely dark space where nothing flourishes.
It's dead and dark inside and out.
No room for thoughts or ideas.
No place for even a minute piece of sunlight.
It is an all encompassing feeling that eats at your heart and soul.
To those who have not yet wished for death, it is only a breath away.
Your head stays an empty abyss.
Your heart is as numb as a winter's day.
There's nothing there but an empty shell in which all emotions must remain
bottled.
For the truly depressed "silence is golden".
It is the ultimate statement for "all" and "last" to hear.
Copyright © Denise Lane | Year Posted 2006
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