Overwhelming MeA Poem by York CallowThis poem communicates the feelings I, and anyone else, may have while struggling with depression.
Rain, falling from the sky, Everything must die.
There is nothing left of me.
Pain, that comes from deep within. Here it come again.
It comes again to torture me.
All that’s left inside, has shriveled up and died.
There is no more hope for me.
Pain, so much pain and dread, living in my head.
It is overwhelming me.
Wait! I see a glimpse of hope. Maybe I can cope.
Perhaps all of this pain within is gone.
Perhaps I’ll rise again, and I can just pretend,
Pretend like everything’s ok.
But here it comes again, this pain from deep within.
It comes again to torture me…
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8 Reviews Added on January 7, 2015 Last Updated on January 7, 2015 AuthorYork CallowMobile, ALAboutGrowing up in Bessemer, Alabama, I developed a taste for writing at the age of thirteen. In the seventh grade I joined a creative writing class, and did exceptionally well. more..Writing
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