It's been years and years, over the years I survive
depression eating me alive
no one the cause .. No one to blame
It's eating my soul like a flame
every shoulder carries a burden
each has a share if different not the same
unable to pray or sometimes shed a tear
with people I pretend I hear
my mind a confusion
obesessed with emotion
sinking in an endless ocean
days pass by ..... one by one
pleased to watch the days pass
came another sun
my mate has had a lot
the future I wonder about
I'm the gooseberry he can't swallow, nor can he throw out.
3 comments:
Tell your mate to chew it, like a lamb, until he dies.
Ha..I look around and what have I got here. A cozy page of sadness. Ha Ha. I got the picture. I can see the connection. I will come again
nancy
nancy,
I am a friend not a foe.
I'm not here to fight.
I love peace and my solitude.
If you care for friendship, let's shake hands.Thank you.
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