Depression...


My Distant Depression

I that think today
May be one of the worst days
I have ever endured.

Distant depression
Has come back to haunt me,
I don't think i'll ever be cured.

I'm just pushed to the side
I feel like no-one would care,
If I lived, or if I died.

I see nothing
I want to die
I'm washed over by this black tide

I see everything
I want to live
I'm still washed over by this black tide

I that think today
May be one of the worst days
I have ever endured.

Distant depression
Has come back to haunt me,
I don't think i'll ever be cured.



Poetry by TigerEyes
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Written on 2009-01-29 at 21:37

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the repetition too; in a well laid out and very real piece of writing.
2009-04-02


Pamel Brooke
a sad poem. Depression is a terrible thing but I can honestly say that in time you will be cured. You have really painted such a picture of depression with your poem.
2009-01-29