Depressed
Sorrow seeps where sadness dwells.
Hidden in tears... drowns cheeks; eyes swell.
Strangled by stress, can't handle life's mess.
problems un-adressed now pound at my chest.
depressed.
there's a fine conflict deep in my mind.
There are souls for sale, will one be mine?
This question alone, hollows my head.
from light to night, from wake to bed.
depressed.
I sleep.........................I wake
Can help but to think of my fait.
I sleep.........................I wake.
What! Who! Why do I hate?!!!
depressed.
This is my life, no rest.
Not until my heart's well
I'm not happy, I'm sad
and
Sorrow seeps where sadness dwells.
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