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Friday, July 15, 2005

   My Irony
You make me wish for death,
You have me wanting for life.
But how can I live
When you give me nothing to live for?

You fog my thoughts,
And surround my world.
Nothing but a hopeless haze.
Full of the bleakest blacks,
And the gloomiest greys.

I cling to your crumbling ledges
And free fall into your bottomless chasms.
The more I try to climb back up,
The more you convince me I want to let go.

You are the leech upon my soul,
The poisonous balm on my spirit.
You are my deadliest friend,
My most trusted enemy.
My comfort,
And my pain.

Try as I might,
I know,
I will never be completely free of you.

You are my ever-present companion in life,
You are my depression.

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Yeah, I wrote this one night after months of struggling to put my "illness" into proper words. I like to think this describes what I feel 70% of the time.
Tell me what you think.
S.C.
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