Josh Alfred

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Depression 3 - - Poem by Josh Alfred

Depression is an obsession
With all things dark and dreary
Depression is a possession
Of ghosts, called weak and weary.
The loneliness is half the battle
The loss, and no gain in sight
It what keeps in this saddle
On the dark horse I call 'might'.
Depression is not a feeling
Its the devil's fatal drug
Everyone walks on the ceiling
As I am sinking into the rug.
My yesterdays are but sorrows
My coming pain waits in tomorrows.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 11, 2015

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