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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Despondency fills my soul while intense sorrow eats me whole- I beg and plead for victory and in silence misery keeps me full. My sight grew dim and my happiness slim and in the end I have lost all my friends. Loss of loved ones keep me mourning as I can’t awake in the morning... -for depression gives me no warning. Woe ends my day and the stillness has nothing confident left to say. They tell me a new day will arrive, a moment I shall survive- But in my cage I shall stay. They beg me to hear positivity when the sounds reverberate negativity. I’ve lost all hope and fallen down a slippery slope. -for I can no longer cope. I’ve faltered in the rain leaving heart ache and pain. I’ve gone insane with no happiness to remain. I no longer can see all the good inside of me... -I’m no longer free from my self injury. I can’t forget the desolation as I cry out in desperation. I long for the day I awake with new chances I’m willing to take. I fake chances at stake and regret my God-given creation. I thirst for a cleansing when I have none to give- I crave the moment of clarity when I no longer wish to live. I’ve given up, can’t live up… expectations kill my exhalation. Breath no more and lungs are empty... -for death is my contemplation. Happiness can’t be found when you’re the most desolate woman in town- I’ve been to the mountain and thirsted for the fountain, but the water leaves no sound- yet my loneliness profound. I need love. I need pain. I need sun. I crave the rain. I cry for noise. I cry for silence. I cry to rejoice. I crave defiance. I have closed the door, I am happy no more- I shall be a saddened soul... forevermore. March 22, 2017
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