Depression is running through my mind.
What more in this life is there to find?
Playing like a record, broken in time.
Stuck on rewind, will it leave my mind? ...
The feeling of helplessness and crippling sadness,
The hopelessness and wonderment of nothing,
Black, dull, small nothing.
Burning hot; cold as ice, nothing even, ...
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...