Here comes another day.
It's sure to be as shit as the last.
For things come to my head so fast.
And they are sure to last.
As the day comes to a hault.
My pain lingers on.
Depression is no fun.
Another day looms.
All it brings is gloom.
But though I try to remember this.
There is allways some one worse than me.
It still hurts.
may GOD bless your every day, and send his angel to protect you! ! ! remember 'GOD dont make no junk'.....your a very special person, with greatest in your years to come! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting and well written poem.