The DEVILS Shroud

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How I feel sometimes its hard to shake depression

Submitted: November 02, 2011

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My days are spent wandering the wastelands of my mind

Not sure what the outcome will be for me deep within

Will I ever be happy again, will I remember to be kind

 

The fun that once filled my heart, is now filled with despair

I meander thru my days with a mask for all to see

The outward me is so false and cold, why is it so hard to care

 

My soul reaches out for the love it so desperately does crave

But it’s there right in front of me, my love my life my hope

Just out of reach from my beckoning arms across the grave

 

I feel like I am floating above on my dark rain filled cloud

Sunlight, warmth, Love it’s all here, trapped inside my humanity

My constant companion, depression does envelop me

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