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Depression which I know so well right now
A feeling that clings so surely, too tightly
My fear, dispair, and grief for all to see
Too long in distress. Come out I must, I vow.
Oh! The question lingers still: but how?
Dare I cast off my troubled thoughts and flee?
To those faraway places I'd rather be
Instead of this worthless dungeon, I growl.
Endless boredom and loneliness, my worst enemies
Together they come to punish, destroy and do
The evil deeds of degradation unto me.
Too much I've seen and known of tragedies
And far worse my too frequent moods of blue
With nothing left, I laugh and cry soundlessly.