Numbers don't lie

Numbers don't lie

A Poem by MrBlack202

I tried but my impulse rised. I read but i could not get ahead. I thought much but nothing came forth. I lied but I did have pride. I wandered far but found my self in a bar. I would stroll home and eventually I lost control. I would steal but it could my last meal. I was compressed but only to be depressed. I would cry but did not die.

© 2024 MrBlack202


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you captured anhedonia in such a subtle yet vivid way. the inability to feel pleasure is a sign of serious depression. i hope you find the help you need. this short but dense work is a bleak look at mental illness and one that i strongly relate to. actually, when i can't read that's when i know i am in a deep rut. hope you do rediscover the love of reading again, soon.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


MrBlack202

2 Weeks Ago

I really appreciate your review Mr Yoshimoto. I hope you get well back to your regular self soon
Somehow I hear depression in each line and a sense of hopelessness that goes with todays society

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


MrBlack202

4 Weeks Ago

Thank you Soren, your kind words are what keeps me going

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Added on September 21, 2024
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MrBlack202
MrBlack202

Gqeberha, Eastern Cape, South Africa



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