Steve Meadows Poet Rhyme

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

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Tiffany Julius July 22, 2009 at 2:43 PM i like this one,^^ its like u can almost picture it, though with few words, excellent, tiff

Veronica Joseph July 20, 2009 at 5:05 PM ah we all feel like that, especially in the midst of heartbreak - Steve stay in the moment.

Debbie Guzzi July 20, 2009 at 5:51 AM I think some of us are just wired to be too thoughtfull. Light & Love

James Fraser July 19, 2009 at 3:01 PM Short, with many thoughts for the reader Steve>>James