Depression Question Is Poems

Depression and heartache and yearning -
common throughout all the years,
general amongst all the masses,
driven by so many fears.

It’s truly the struggle of ages,
despite born of...

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Mr Curveball was a drifter visiting from left field 
Mr Curveball only stayed long enough to be a fleeting thought, 
a brain sneeze, his presence...

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Why do you always look at me
With that question in your eyes
The one that always wonders
How come you never try

Why can’t you just go exercise
Your...

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So what do you want to be 
You want to represent your own culture
Give me a break 
Your culture has a patent 
For 
“Those who...

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I wish I had a chance to say goodbye 
I know in time it was bound to happen 
But you were waiting for me to...

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A mind that finds the time to chime the rhymes of destruction.
In hurry to worry it bury the brain in depression.
It assert what hurt to...

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You can’t thrive without hope,
it allows you to cope.

And helps you face life's woes,
when their persistence shows.

A smile lights up your face,
with but the slightest...

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Watching life shift, falsly accused
Setting the pain adrift, feeling abused
Standing on a cliff, mind confused
Trying not to feel miffed, alas to no use
Feeling no more...

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ASK THIS QUESTION DOES IT RAIN IN HELL---

Often times I’m reminded of myself;
I am just a vapor a soul/spirit breath;
Now I must get over it;
Must...

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Why does the sadness always return 
An annoying voice in my head
Always telling me that I'm not good enough and never will be
Always telling me...

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(fact)

Why do human mistreat each other?
Do they assume that's gonna make they life better.
Why do some people like to put insults labels on another person...

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" There is something behind,

I pondered to rewind,

I thought and thought, fought and fought, and what not?

I plundered my own heart to start a new...

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Is My Poems Even Good...   
Feel Like It's not Good At All   
My Life Sucked In Being Creative   
So...

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My words glide observantly over head
Like fierce hungry birds of prey
They pierce like daggers deep inside
The ears of those way up high

My words are harsh...

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God asked a question.  It was just the other day.!
He asked; “have you taken time for me
 in what you do and say?”

I thought...

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