Depression Best Friend Poems

Light finds its way to come through,
after a nightmare at night
heart beats fast.
My dog is lying next to me,
I open the blinds
another morning to see.

Sadness...

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I would set myself on fire just to keep you warm
I'd burn down all the bridges and be of no harm
I will walk away from...

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My best friend has a beautiful name
She’s magical and disturbing at the same time
You pray for death if you upset her
She stays with me every...

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She was the flower of my life,
The rose that bloomed in spring,
The lily that shone in the night,
The song that made me sing.
She was the...

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When I lay anguished with all my muscles aching
And my mind plunging into the eddies of grief,
Poetry came to me as an unexpected guest, as...

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Be wise and don't mock love
Lion not pass any guilt by anyone

Everyone's eyes are happy to see she
I the one buyer fire look she

The brain...

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My heart is a plume renditioning over a lyre, my soul. 
You are but the fume of frozen fire, on parole.
I am a scintillating bud...

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A single tree in the middle of my desert

An image that has faded in memories
I wake up at broken clock time
Looking for a reflection of...

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Overzealousness and assiduousness...

now propels yours truly towards restitution
courtesy sophisticated mountebank,
whose criminal mind
filched mine banknotes
rationed for when I exhibit decrepitude.
Cutthroat robber baron
re: newly minted vandal
an alumni...

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I came to you as a stranger.
A shadow in the night air.
Love, let us be true to one other.

For the world wherein we live
Seems to...

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I sit here fearing to sleep
For I know I will only weep
Dreams will surly fill my head
My body will be filled with dread
Ghost come to...

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I was hurting  when I first went to my funeral, at age 7.
I was hurting along with in disbelief that, my young friend. Wasn't...

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A friend sat there
forty years past -
in that chair.
And thirty years, and twenty.

Was here, sitting there -
in that chair.
Was then - and five years ago.
Even...

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Doubt; the mother to a little boy; Fear,
She has told me beautiful stories
Of how great it is to be friends with her
Beloved son.

Fear has been...

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"How do you do it"
they whisper to me
"Oh, I don't know" 
I smile and say

but

I know
I hear
I feel
Every hour,
cut,
skipped meal

Each day a reminder
they don't care...

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