by Richard Luu Aug 2, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Rage unseen, power unfelt, a heart without feeling, a mind without guilt, stress beyond control, a fury so blinding, from sadness I've felt, these things torture me from day to night, I try hard with all my might, but my heart is sore from these endless fights, I fall to the floor, the day stands still, a story of pain and suffering completely unreal, my arm goes weak, it falls to my left, and now I take… my last silent breath. |