Monday, 13 February 2012

I have a black dog called depression By me

Sometimes, I just don't want to be,
Fed up with the negative energy,
It's a dark, dreary shitty world I see,
I've lost my sparkle, my soul, the person who I use to be.

A grey cloud has consumed me,
The black dog is barking,demanding attention,
Please black dog, please see,
I'm breaking down, my soul is gone, please leave me.

But no, no matter how hard I pretend ,
I can't see how this will end,
Will it end me?
Guess we will just wait and see....

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