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When the days get heavy and we feel all alone..
Depression

Empty and alone
Is how it seems to be.
Afraid from moving on in life,
Another tragedy.

For when I look inside myself,
The vision is unclear.
It's all wrapped up in fuzziness,
With lots of fears and tears.

I never thought that I would find,
A more cold and empty place.
I am alone here in this world,
I'm a name with out a face.

The sun shines in upon my bed,
To wake me from this storm.
To rush right in the kitchen now,
It has become my norm.

With eggs to fry and toast to grill,
The juice is not enough.
For when I try to put my fork down,
That's when it gets real tough.

I say to me don't hide this pain
With only food and drink.
If I continue to ride this course,
For sure this boat will sink.

I cry out for help most every day,
My voice no one can hear.
I'm trapped inside this lonely life,
Only to disappear.

If I could just find the strength I need,
To make this lasting change.
I'd jump outside this lonely page,
And my life I 'd rearrange.

I'm missing something inside my brain,
That make this all seem lost.
This fight is endless the roads to long,
I can't afford the cost.

So If I seem to be so sad,
Each and every day.
I promise you it's not my choice,
It's just the price I pay.

Victoria Maurice 2011

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