Laugh A Little

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about what I see a depression is.

Submitted: May 10, 2019

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Submitted: May 10, 2019

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I want to yell!

I want to cry!

I feel like I am going crazy

Just by reading the tags!

 

Why death?

Why depressed?

You still breathe,

You still here to write!

Why not laugh a little,

Jump a bit more.

Pour a bucket

of ice water, of hope

to that Goddamned fire

Your trusted Dr said

that was all from your file,

When he is simply a liar!

 

Fire continues to burn?

Darkness refuses to die?

Why not laugh a lot more

Trust yourself just a little.

Throw away that

Goddamned bottles of pellets

Into the drain which

they actually make you to be.

 

My “depressed" friends,

Why let yourself walk down the isle

to the father of hell for his cuddle?

He is grim, he is smelly,

Why not laugh a little!

Jump a bit more!

You are still breathe,

You are still here to write and live.

 

If reading this far,

you are still feeling like fucked.

Go and pour many buckets of water

onto your little fiery head,

and cry your demons out of your burning chest.

You might feel much better than

swallowing your harmful meds.

 

Cheers!!!

 


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