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Aug 13, 2003 03:08

Depression
an indication
that nothing's right
Depression
the condition
I feel every night
*
I want to kill myself
to escape my depression
I wish that I was dead
to escape this depression
*
Where are you
when I need you
I think I need
it must be me

I cannot escape
so instead I rage
angry at you
and hating myself
I wish I could controll
my feelings for you
that lead me to depression

Depression
*
My escape
exists by rope
My escape
could be a blade
My escape
is like a drug
My escape
is stopped by you

Or is it me?
it must be you
Only in my mind
it must be you

Depression
*
I wish I was not here
I can't stand my depression
I wish I could escape
and be with you
-instead of this depression

© gobLyn Aug 12th, 2003

poetry

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