"For me
The world kept spinning,
The authors kept writing,
The musicians kept playing,
The children kept smiling,
The homeless kept begging,
The drunks kept drinking,
The clowns kept joking,
The thief's kept stealing
The hearts kept breaking,
The dancers kept dancing,
But... for me
The world stopped spinning
The authors stopped writing
The musicians stopped playing
The children stopped smiling
The homeless stopped begging
The drunks stopped drinking
The clowns stopped joking
The thief's stopped stealing
The hearts stopped breaking
The dancers stopped dancing
Because... for me
I kept bleeding
My heart stopped beating
I kept believing
That everything was okay.
But... for me
I wasn't okay
I lost way to much blood
So now I'm flying
I'm finally dying.
Goodbye my love."
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Poetry♡QUOTES & POEMS♡ If you know someone who's depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn't a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness...
