Picture this if you can, I got this virus and never needed no hospital van. My body found its own way to fight, if only my mind could work so fine.
Instead I am trapped, by all the voices I hear. Nothing but run and cover, hide away in fear. This has been my inner battle forever and now all world has distanced off..
If you find me with pills or no blood, maybe my heart had just given up. As to many will believe what they're told, it connects to my tortured soul.....
Something calling me home
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have suffered with depression all of my adult life, theses days they are just emotional waves. You never get off your boat and for friends that did not have the strength to stay on theirs, I share theses words. Times maybe rough at the moment but you have been through rougher, I promise your needed more than you know, we will all return back home once we wish our go! True strength doesn't show it has an inner glow!
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Dan, can relate to that. What most peopledont know about peoplewiyh depression isyjst we are super strong bad ass mother fuckers! Hope uoure keeping well brother
Yes, I heard a report yesterday that even domestic violence has gone up! I'm forever morphing into something my friend, hope you are well!
Great write PD
True write Dan, we have something within us that can fight most things in our life and that is our strength that I hope will be shared with our offspring.
Andy
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