Depression Poem

• freestyle

  3 Mar 08, 03:16

  The night seem endless,

  an idential reflection of my depression.

  I lay in bed,

  pondering, wondering.

  When will all these end?

  When will i get to see the sunlight which have been eluding me?

  In a matter of hours when i wake up?

  Or an eternity for this phase to pass.

   

  A short poem i thought of.

  Comments?

• Hello Kitty

  3 Mar 08, 03:19

  not professional enuff.

• Ed11790

  3 Mar 08, 03:25

  come on.....u can do better
• freestyle

  3 Mar 08, 14:45

  any other comments?

• DeadPoet

  3 Apr 08, 00:40

  You are telling me about your feelings. Try showing them to me instead. By the way who are your favourite poets?