Saturday, March 28, 2009

Fighting Depression

Cold black hands

Dark, eerie whispers

Surround, Confound

the heart

Seeping through

Cracks

Frustration, Indecision

Confusion… hopelessness

Secret yearnings

for

an

end

Malevolent, distasteful, gruesome

Yet sweet

in thought

No more black, no more night

No more struggle or fight

Or

Change, Hope, Light

A brighter future in sight?

Break free, oh heart

Your time is now

Burst forth, come out

You will beat on

and on.

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