Depression

by Staind Soul   Apr 14, 2005


Digs pain within your soul.
Filling the air with a morbid odor.
Looks of death on your shoulder.
Rotten taste of hate and sorrow.
Happiness clouded by rain clouds.

Darkness that covers like a cloak
Screams of a crying child march in the distance.
Clashing of emptiness like thunder.
Bitter hands cradling broken glass.
Taps of funeral bells whisper in the wind

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  • 19 years ago

    by Just Lucy

    wow, THAT WAS REALLY GOOD, i loved it heaps, your talented, that is a really good poem, and you use of words was great 5/5 for sure

    Luv Always
    *LucY*

  • 19 years ago

    by Just Lucy

    wow, THAT WAS REALLY GOOD, i loved it heaps, your talented, that is a really good poem, and you use of words was great 5/5 for sure

    Luv Always
    *LucY*

  • 19 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    Yay, I'm so glad you're posting Chris =) You're such an amazing writer, and this proves it! I hope you write a lot. I love this one, and no wonder you got published for it. =) Great job, I'm so glad you joined ^.^ <3 xxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx

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