Depression Point Is Poems

As if till now numbed-my mind, 
Suddenly i woke from the dream, 
Once again to remorse find

How I got here, I do not know
 But...

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Casted wrong feeling
Yesterday was much better
Today cries for warm healing
For morrow not to be a debtor
Or else, the whole isn't appealing

I never got such a...

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What’s the  point of  talking when no one is listening 
What is the point of dressing up nice if your invisible 
What is...

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Here I am alone 
on a deserted beach 
the sea is rough
As the waves swell 
I walk in the long 
shadow I cast before me
Cold...

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A little Faith.
Is what He's yearned.
But it's gone like a wraith.
Had a glimpse before it turned.

Gone and disappeared.
Without ash or a scent.
Like an extinction it...

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I’m trying, tirelessly and true. 
No crying, a broken and sad view. 
Though there’s time, it remains to be seen. 
An endless crime, of what...

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Somedays I feel like I'm surrounded by bars and bricks
encaged on a stage in tar that sticks.
There's an agonisingly unfamiliar reflection in the mirror,
as my...

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You are a 15 year old girl;
so young and able;
stature small , petite short not tall,  they hardly see at the kitchen table;
And at...

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We were young and in love
It was a gift from up above

You were my everything 
You caused my heart to zing

You got a brand new...

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Point of view 

One day I'll leave this world behind 
Before I leave please forgive me for all the tears,heart and head aches I have...

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Do your arms reach out, in truth, to shelter me from the cold?
Do your hands touch mine and bring flame to my frozen heart?
Does your...

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Take the big chunk of the credit
If not for you, things won't fit
Gravity pulls you to the ground
You're here but I don't hear a sound

Cleaning...

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It really is so very sad
 when the figures that one hears
 of those amongst the young
 that takes their life amidst many fears

 But...

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truly what is it to live whats the culmination of reasons for our existence or just simply the point of it all? memories are the...

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I count the steps from my bed to the door
And I wonder if I can.
I count the steps from my bed to the door
And I...

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