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MANIC DEPRESSION

In a subtle way She sighed Even how she waited Why won’t the sky fall tonight? Why are these memories mine? I could take her in my arms tonight And I could take this PAIN And what if it never rains… Can I kiss these clouds goodbye? Underneath her spell And safe in between her smile It was the subtle way she sighed And so desperately she waited Without her in my arms tonight All I can feel is PAIN And these clouds, will they ever fade? Why are these memories mine? WHY ARE THESE MEMORIES MINE? by €hristian Alexander

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 1/4/2016 5:28:00 AM
Once upon a time I was there. Read and listen to numerous self help sayings, Went back to the Source and regained inner strength that holds me strong; that reminds me, No one on earth should be placed ahead of my Creator God. Love from an emotionally needy person isn't love, but something of infatuation maybe. Love is mature enough to not shackle itself... Have a blessed New Year.
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Date: 9/24/2015 8:07:00 AM
Its hard to forget the love of the beloved,and yes the wanting sometimes develops into a depression.
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