Depression

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    Depression
    I’m tired being depressed,
    My limits constantly being pressed.
    Just wanna die,
    Tired of life is the reason why.
    Want to walk out the door,
    Don’t want anymore.
    Maybe not today or tomorrow,
    Bye to all my sorrow.
    In the happier place,
    I’ll take heaven or hell as long as it’s not a waste.

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    sugarcane1241 commented on Depression

    05-23-2009

    poem sounds cool. i can relate about the pain and death.I lost my parents about six years ago and it was dreadful and very painful.so good luck and hopefully the depression fades
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    elieon602

    01/25/2015

    Hey, havent signed in, but it faded then worsened. Sorry to hear about your parents. I wish you the best. ^

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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