Jess Terry - depression

your silent sobs,
fill my head,
your empty eyes,
stare blankly ahead,
we can see it,
there inside of you,
taking you further away,
it smells like damp decay,
it looks like you,
just grey,
hollow and lifeless,
seeing everything,
but seeing nothing at all

07/03/07

Jess Terry

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-52/