Scattered Depression
Separate the fact from fiction.
Diagnose my sad condition.
Cure me through a drug addiction,
Place me on a hopeless mission.
Make me strong through deprivation.
Fill my soul with food starvation;
Catch a glimpse of sweet salvation.
Loose the fight and win damnation.
Quiet tears of deep frustration,
Sobs that near asphyxiation;
Suicide; a real temptation;
Won’t bow to manipulation.
Withhold giving satisfaction,
Shed no tears for past transgressions.
Soar away in elevation,
Outrun your annihilation.
Death may be the destination;
The road that’s walked is my creation.
Copyright © Kailan Dalziel | Year Posted 2010
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