Depression

By AnewMe

Fri, 29 May 2009
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Day by day My world grows worse,
what is there i ask?
what is there for me?

I look outside my windows,
and realise what i miss,
love and friendship,
hope and ambition,
I feel none of this,
just living in the shadows,
wishing away my days,
frightened and afraid.

No miracle cure,
no miracle drug,
just an ever lasting torture,
stuck in my hellish reality,
my life is off the tracks....

i know i need some help,
but finding this is hard,
everyone is preoccupied,
so im forced to find the answer

I know i should be positive,
one day this may all end,
that day i hope must be soon,
so that this thought i will hang onto,
for my life to start again.

Certificate U
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Jupiter on
Hi AnewMe. Hoping this is fiction as opposed to autobiography. If I'm wrong then how about getting the fuck out of SNorwich? ;). Here's one just for you: AnewMe! AnewMe! I must get AnewMe Or else I may Die in the mire I need me some sticks Some friction and tricks And a future to Fire and inspire Think I'll get on that site Though I'm feeling like shite I can try to make friends With my words I just hope that they're cool Understanding, not cruel And they don't say my work Looks like turds ;D (Actually that's how I felt so if you are there you're not alone! Seem to be a nice bunch here, you'll be fine mate.) Nice to meet you AnewMe and thanks for your kind words on my Smoke & Mirrors stuff. Now how about the next poem from AnewMe eh? ;) Cheers Jupiter

Submitted by AnewMe on
Thankyou and ill be sure to get onto it. This was written about 4 years ago; a very much dark time of my life. My future posts won't sound so reclusive. Again thanks for your welcoming feedback