Hazel Hirst


River Of Tears

The black cloud of depression raises its ugly head once more
This means I have another struggle to face
One day I know I will eventually win my war
But in the meantime I try to keep it in its place

I got up this morning feeling okay or so I thought
Busied myself with housework, washing and the like
Little did I realise I was about to be caught
Just like a fish that is angling for a bite

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