lost in chaos
Wednesday, February 08, 2017Awake but my soul is sleeping
Tired of the words I am hearing
Owning feelings I cannot explain
Existing but ain't living
Lying naked, seeking for something
Tortured heart, bewildered mind
Looking for things I cannot find
Inhaling but ain't breathing
Searching for what is wanting
I'm about to give up in despair
Loud voices, unstoppable blare
Alive but almost dying
Surviving yet I am drowning
Suffering madly in hell
I'm never fine; I'm never well.
*We were asked to make a poem about depression and above is what I came up with. This poem is for everyone who have been suffering, who had suffered, and those who will suffer (in the future, but i pray it stops) from depression.*
GOD BLESS EVERYONE!
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