Sadness, that is a big word
Isn't it, fells like a pit that I'd just fallen in
It's filling up and I can't even be heard
Like the third time that this has happened
That's what I'd say as I'm tapping, my life
Leave it alone that's what I always say
Especially when I have a conversation like this
Dice may I come in?
No dad leave me alone
Please honey, let me in
No I want to be left alone
Please, let me in I just want to help
That's about the moment I just lay in my bed and cry into my pillow
Why does my life feel so hollow, of course I say that with sorrow and hope for a better tommorrow
Oh the morrow, I feel like such a desperado
Desperately crying at the sound of depression
Dice please!
My parents would plead
Sorry mom dad especially if I make you sad
But I've been bad,
Got to go is way I say as I let go
Tired of the abuse I hope it's not loose
And kich out the chair, and there I feel the noose
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Depressing Rounds
PoetryWell as it seems life is a terrible burden yet it also is a great present. In Depressing Rounds I tried to encap life moments (good and... mostly bad) into a series of poems. When I first started writing this I intended to just make a series of Depr...
