Tuesday, February 7, 2006
A New Poem (title it as you like)
I seek Human company, but I am denied.
They never know I am there until their hands are tied.
Like the Ivy vines that cover the mighty Oak,
I am not noticed until they start to choke.
What am I, you ask?
To harm people, I am up to the task.
My name? Not just yet;
There is still more to this jest!
I can get you, young or old,
There are no others so brash or bold.
I come, and silently I creep,
You won't see me until you are in too deep!
You have seen me, full of dread and despair,
And yes, I can travel on the air.
I am depression, deep and blue,
Don't think yourself immune, I can get YOU!!!
Holla' If You Hear Me!!!
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WOW John! I kinda got a chill after reading this. Very good and true. Depression lurks everywhere and you're right - no one has immunity.
Mollie
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