Depression is like a dark cloud .
So distant from the Christmas crowd
All alone in a silent shroud .
Not feeling confident or proud .
There's an emptiness fills this place
Don't look this way ,
I'll hide my face .
Its deep and cold in my heart space .
Where depression is a hard case .
At Christmas its so hard too speak .
about things that are skin deep .
Depression is blue and bleak .
I must be strong though I feel weak.
I feel just like a Christmas ball
And wrap myself up tight and small .
So Happy Christmas one and all .
God help me when I start to fall.
Into depression where I crawl
Like a slug with the proud and tall .
Oh there is no light can be found ,
There is sight and there is sound .
It feels like I am gagged and bound .
There is no love to share around ,
My feet and heart are on the ground .
Christmas is here ,I'm feeling down .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-12-22 03:04:53
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