You Took me out of this Depression,
Now i have to tell you my one little confession...

On The Couch,
On the Bed...

As you see i love you so much
that these words that you read...

This poem doesn't rhyme
because deep in my heart...

You talk to me like its fine
knowing your cheating...

Every moment i catch a glimpse of your divine...
I become a better man and new man no one pathetic...

Depression and Pain, This pouring Rain
Afraid to wake up, to feel the hurt again...

I look Through The Mirror
and i see what lies...

You stand in front of me
and start to smile...

Taking step after step,
thinking of her over and over...

I slowly take my hands,
and feel her warm embrace...

I know this poem is Long but Please Read, Vote and...
The Torment and hurt...