Oh This DepressionA Poem by Janice
Oh this pain, this pain That ferments inside my brain Is it really, real Or perhaps, I’m just insane Oh, the hurt, the hurt The hurt my heart exerts Some days I scream, and blurt Or just pray for God’s comfort Oh, the ache, the ache As if my whole body will soon break How much more can a girl take Somebody please help me, PLEASE HELP ME, For Pete’s Sake!
Where’s my meds, my meds Let me take them and go back to bed So I can sleep off these awful thoughts, that linger inside my head Maybe I’ll wake up to a better day tomorrow, or hopefully I’ll just be dead Oh this depression, this depression, such a hopless obsession I think I need a another Physiatrist's session This is all such an excruciating lesson Of what one feels like while in a deep depression
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