The tears I shed
Land on the papers you read
What is to come has not been said
I lay in my bed
I'm going crazy out of my head
I'm rowing my boat down the river of sorrows and pain
I want to go back to the town where it all began
That's where I want it to end
My faith seems to come and go
How did my heart get so very cold
Everyday is another another step away
And no I'm not "Okay"
I try to walk away
I'm in so much pain
I'm not even sane
I'll never be the same
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Depression
PoetryI wrote this poem to help the people who are going through depression
