My dreams are my salvation
My nights are my release
To wonder off to dreamland
As I drift away to sleep
Sitting down to breakfast
As the sun begins to rise
The day ahead will soon begin
My depression starts again
People try to help me
Saying its all inside my head
That iam looking for attention
So head off back to bed
A mental home iam locked in
A patient against my will
In bed they want to keep me
Iam not mad but I am ill
Waiting for the night time
So I can go back to sleep
My dreams are my salvation
My nights are my release
Daniel! I wish you to be healed by Our God! God bless you! and will give you release from your depression and mental home.
Iam free from that hellhole but I will never forget the treatment but your very words are more then welcome your so kind thank you so so much God bless you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Daniel, a very honest heartfelt piece, well done! !
This means so much to me Margaret
Thank you Margaret that means a lot to me