Tuesday, 30 November 2010


Do you feel that weight?

So heavy on your shoulders,

Dragging you so far down.

The day always seems colder.

Is there anyone who cares?

When life is failing you,

Leaving you left so alone.

Never knowing what you're going through.

Are you too scared?

To ask help from a friend,

Afraid to try and take their hand.

Act fine, when it's all pretend.

When was the last time?

You were comforted, felt wanted,

That you had that warm embrace.

Before this moment of being haunted.

So are you fed up asking questions?

When no answers are coming your way,

As depression is in the same room.

And depression refuses to go away.


copyright Chris Smith 2010

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