Paragraph 5, Poem =Lost To Depression
October 21st 2008 02:00
I, am beginning to feel the presence, of that dark cloud again. I don't do very well
under pressure, and life, is a little busy. None the less, I will try to cope the only way,
I know how. Keeping, occupied by writing. Anyway, I was last explaining that my brother
was in the hospital, and I was trying to help him. I was there, a few times in the beginning,
So, afraid. Alone, without a soul to, explain what was wrong with me.I swear that hospital
floor had a path worn around it.I couldn't sit still to save my life. Sleeping about an hour in
the early, morning.But as the sun came up, I too, arose. Filled with fear, sheer terror, I wanted so badly to escape the torture.I'm sure this is how he is feeling now. I hate that
people must suffer like this.Especially, someone so close to my heart. He's had it for a
couple, of years now.And knows what it is, but sometimes it can get the better of the
strongest minds on earth. I'll be there for him, when he needs me. I just hope, he gets
better soon.
This poem is the way, I feel a lot of the time.
Lost To Depression
Ever so quietly, it beckons,
as, I succumb to its call.
I cannot see its presence,
but, I damn sure feel the fall.
Within hours, it has devoured
my entire universe.
Dousing any spark of life
till, all that's left is hurt.
And so begin, the endless bouts
of doubt, that plague my mind.
Leaving me to ponder,
why, it is that I still breathe.
When the rest of me just wanders,
like, a ship lost to the sea.
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