there is silence now
most unusual
the TV or the radio
are almost always on
I want to drown out
people talking at me
asking me to think
or asking how I feel
asking me what's real
but the TV's and radios
the music and their shows
block out my thoughts
I just linger here as me
or I could lament on Parkinson's
and tell everyone what's wrong
with them
I am living with depression
it never goes away
at times it lays dormant
but always here it stays
even when I'm happy
depression hovers near
constantly whispering
gloom into my ear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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