“When depression pays visit”

Posted: October 29, 2016 in Poetry: Poems I Made
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When your old friend knocks
At your bright green door,
I hope you aren’t at home

When your old friend whispers his thoughts
And tells you to touch that blade,
I hope you don’t listen

When your old friend looks you in the eye and tells you
You aren’t enough;
You don’t belong here;
You cannot be loved;
I hope you don’t agree with him

When your old friend asks to touch your heart
And takes away every piece of feeling you have
I hope you won’t let that happen

In case all of these things happen –

I hope you wake up in the morning
Thinking things can still change
I hope you see beauty in everything around you.

Lastly, I hope the universe becomes kind enough
To embrace your damaged soul and broken bones.

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Comments
  1. John W. Leys says:

    This is amazing. I have the same old friend. He’s an asshole. Seriously, this made me cry. Thank you 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Bernieshoot says:

    so true, take care of you

    Like

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