My Soul Bird.

 

I’m so f*****g depressed…

I don’t know what to do…

My mind is aching…

My Front is crumbling…

I have no where to hide…

Not anymore…

I can’t seem to find light…

When I sit here…

Pain is sneaking up on me…

My soul bird is ready for take off…

Ready to leave the nest…

Ready for the long flight…

Ready to make me long for it…

Author's Note

Honest Opinion.
Ignore Grammar Problems.

Reviews

[M.Babu]

We all encounter a dose of depression once in a while...and in others it is definitely stronger but i feel like we can overcome and learn from it to prevent it happening in the future...well put down...

Let poetry be the outlet for all the pain.

~M.Babu~

[Dahlia Phoenix]

I feel like this sometimes and want everyone to die. That's the feeling sometimes we all get.

[FaithfullyJennyBear]

This is amazing.. thats all i can say x

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand this poem. I escaped many time in my life. At eighteen I join the Army and never looked back. Freedom is under-rated. To allow the spirit and soul to run free. Is best days in a life. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote