Hold my hand, hold me up [i need someone to]

depressive thoughts
sink their way in
slipping through the
hidden cracks in my exterior
once again even among
close friends i feel inferior.

sliding again into the black
fighting to reach the light
wondering why into the
black dog's mouth
I keep falling back
it just gets so hard
to stay on lfe's right track.

so sick of being used
so sick of everyone's crap
so sick of all the stress
have to wonder
why bother to try my best?

want to see again sunshine
sick of being drowned in rain
need someone to
hold my hand and hold me up
until i find my true happy self again.

21/08/06



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-08-21 at 10:14

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Liza Daquini
Oh,how true and beautiful!Did you read my mind...?Smiles and love from Sweden/Liza
2006-12-08


Cr4Ky
Don`t ever give up!
that`s just not right it would be a bad choice..
A great burst of emotion into poetry,
but i hope to see more of your happy side of poetry..

Oh, by the way, your true happyself is not lost.. you`ve just forgotten for a while how much people really do care about you!
2006-09-05


Amanda K
Well Believe me Happiness on the way. Hold hopes 2 your heart. It's hard but don give up.You did express feelings here ver well.
2006-09-01


Veld Cooper
Very good write, Liz - one that applies to most, if not all of us, I suspect.
2006-08-22


keith nunes
this gets down deep. i sympathise with these thoughts. i feel it too.
2006-08-22


wee2souls
these wrds you write...
howI understand this..
expressed here with such meaning
of oneself.....
many hugerama's to you!!:)))
cindy
2006-08-21


Rob Graber
Struggling to stay out (or get out) of "the black dog's mouth"--sometimes that's all one can do. Stark realism...
2006-08-21


Teala
Very dark and emotional..I struggle too with these very things..
2006-08-21