Richard Wilson - Untitled Depression 1

My Eyes Are Heavey,
Full Of Of Sleep,
My Tears Twinkle,
When I Weep,
My Face Is Pale,
My Lips Are Blue,
Who I Hale,
Is Not You,

My Opsession With Depression,
Has Taken Hold,
My Addiction To Self Infliksion,
Is Gettin' Worse,
I Watch My Blood Role Down The Drain,
I Feel Releave In My Pain,
I Hate The Life,
And I Craved This Word Into My Arm
With A Knife,
Once Again My Worrys Fade Away,
And I Dream Of The Better Day,
So Here I Am,
Half One In The Morning,
Fifteen Years And To Many Tears,
And Already The Depression Has Taken Hold,
Fifteen Years,
Not Much Storys To Be Told,
But The Depression Has Taken Hold.

Oisin Dempsey

(This Poem Was Wrote At Half One In the Morning The Depression I Would Like To Say At One Stage We All Go Trough It But Im Not Sure Thats True Its Not Just Been Depressed My Personal Depression Has Benn Lastin A While Now I Dont Sleep I Have Lost My Dreams I Feel Sad I Have Givin' Up On Life. But Another Person Depression Could Be Somting Totaly Different.)

Richard Wilson

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