Treasure Island

Amy Louise Kerswell

(4/6/87 / Bath)

Nowhere left to fall


I have no where left to fall.
Except to the clutches of depression and suicide.
Oh my dear God how life can seem like a slide.
I can't fall anywhere soft.

I have no one to fall into their arms.
I can't be happy only sad.
But I don't really no why anymore.
In my heart my sadness is in store.

My life used to be mine.
Now it belongs to depression.
And the evil forces from beyond

Submitted: Saturday, September 22, 2007
Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011

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  • Yen Cress (9/22/2007 5:43:00 PM)

    Dear Amy,
    I too have had to deal with depression-all my life. Thank God I have found a satisfactory way to control it, and am faithful to take my meds every day so I can live like a normal human being. Please read my poem, 'To My Survivors.' I began writing it one day when I was depressed, and as I was writing, my spirits began to lift, until as I finished it, I realized I was not depressed! Of course, that was not the last time I ever struggled with my disorder, but for the last several years I have been stable and happy, in spite of major problems that might make others give up hope. I hope you are seeing a counselor. God bless you! (Report) Reply

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