Depression On the Street
Walking down
The street
I’ve got blisters on my feet
Undoing my belt
The most pain I’ve ever felt
Hanging from a tree
Is the perfect place for me
The urge is thriving
The only worry is surviving
Copyright © Steve Meadows | Year Posted 2009
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