Depression

by lady   Jan 1, 2015


When people are depressed and tired of living,
They usually just forget everyone,
People say no to there favorite things,
They start giving things away,
But then all of a sudden they find someone like them,
They see her or him and find that they have a reason to live,
Including me being depressed I have found my person to live for,
It's like a flower the color black that is now blooming,
When the rain starts to fall down
She is so alone there in the middle of no where,
Alone Alone forever....

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  • 9 years ago

    by Augustus Black

    I guess you need to practice a lot in your writing skills. This poem is not good. But don't worry..... I know you will come back strongly. Just try to think more deep... try to imazine unique stuffs... and then write a poem. That would be good. So hard luck this time. Only 2/5.

    • 9 years ago

      by lady

      Thanks for your comments I will try my best

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