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THE UNINVITED GUEST

Oh deep, dark depression,

my uninvited guest,

the persistence of oppression

is precluding my life’s zest.

 

The dark before sunrise

of a dawn that just won't break,

suppressed by a thirst for my soul

that only sorrow can now slake.

 

The wisps that you are weaving

are clouding my damp eyes,

a cold and cloying shroud

that’s covering all that I desire.

 

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DEPRESSIONDARKPOEMPOETRYSADCRYCRIESTEARSLOSSLOST HELP

THE CLEANSING TIDE

The child in his arms, such a precious gift,

her sweet little smile would make his heart lift.

Born into a love that none could compare,

baby blue eyes framed with curly blonde hair.

 

Conceived and born on such love filled days,

from the moment he held her he was blown away.

His heart did a flip and his smile was so wide,

his devotion to his daughter could not be denied.

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LOVELOSSREGRETDEPRESSIONDEJECTEDSUICIDESEADEATHresignation

ONE LAST SHOT

The stains upon the bar

tell of many sad tales

of love, loss and tragic lives;

and drink to drown out the wails.

 

Another washed out soul

seeks the solace of the glass,

to wash away the memory

of another broken pass.

 

Another wheeler-dealer,

another gambling god,

another weary player

bet his life upon the sod.

 

The rings around his eyes

mark the t...

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SHATTERED REFLECTION

The hands of time tick slowly by

as dawn breaks in a new day.

A nightmare reality of

the receding night lies marked,

like so many fading stars,

in the shattered glass on the floor.

 

Silken shards of sorry souls,

their lives now trapped

in a dream of what was then,

what is now and

what should never have been.

 

Each broken image,

a moment in time captured

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DARK PANACEA

A crowded room

is such a lonely place,

wear a fragile mask

upon a weary face.

 

Everybody’s here

but there’s nobody there

and there’s nothing to do

except sit and stare.

The distant sounds

of joy and laughter

drifting like echoes

in dusty rafters.

 

As you slowly subside,

sinking way down low

and you're silently wondering

how far you can go.

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