Depression Creation Poems

looking into the horizon
I see things as they once were
all drawn in sharp colors and defined lines
now fading as time travels
from one point to the...

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Sorrow is part of life
Faced by all in some way
But hope can still be found  
Through our daily struggles
We find strength all around

Sorrow is...

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Drivel in a puddle
Cried my tears
The bowl is dry
The water is a wonder we all need there is no why
The water is life 
The life...

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Lie like the law
Witout permission 
World bron me
Witout please me

Sending  me to hell,
Wanna  me suolless
Wanna  me  with sound and soundless

Love rationalize...

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I amount to nothing now. Is my son proud? Well, I don't know. I don't know how? To get to you mijo, I had to...

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Pupils trace the movements
Of the Dancers fluid turns
From where they sit untouched
Since Creator joined concern
The head rests ever quiet
Awaiting measured hands 
Grant features to the...

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I try to open myself up some
But then I learn they are not really there
I tell all I feel inside only to recieve an aura...

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The sky drips fluorescent pink 
as i cry from the lack of oxygen
My tears trickle down my cheek. 
 for no reason yet again
My pain...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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Someone once said 
“The only assurances in life is death and taxes!”
I’ll let you read the fine print, I’ll send the faxes
All there is; is...

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Dream, dreams of empire
in realms vision scapes
an infinite fire…

Standing, casting away all thoughts 
onto the shores of a world afar 

As the Red Sea’s meet
in...

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I see a forgotten house. 
I hear the cry of a rook. 
I feel the moonbeams in a still Brook.
I know the coming wind rising...

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A turn of key looking into eternity 
A twist of soul a hard shard of light 
Splashing onto a dark shore

A spray of mist, as...

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Wise Postulations of Existance for The Damned

Solitude the pathway for self authentication
Interludes of what to say in the process of individuation
Attitudes of slow decay born...

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Sometimes I pray for my death as much I want to live, but it will not come ... 
I long for my childhood but it...

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