When I realized I was no longer down
I swore I'd stay away
From the demon called depression
The one that holds such sway
Now that I'm back
In a deep black hole
The odyssey seems stranger
The whole time
On the edge of a cliff
There I was
In danger
I like the honesty of this one...The whole depression thing is a mystery...kinda one those things where you think your ok and your not, and not ok when you are...sort of a Clegg World situation...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Swaying as we do from left alone to right on top.I Hope all good things for you. Love Duncan