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[aid] => mick
[title] => Depression's Darkness
[time] => 2011-12-20 23:31:37
[hometext] => it was a bad time in my life, but what a great freaking poem
[bodytext] => Depression's Darkness The dark of night seeps through the window as blood through the gauze on a festering wound. The silence of depression fills my head and deafens my ears My only wish…. That the stealth of death will come for me soon As moisture settles on anything that doesn’t move So it settles on my life, that hasn’t moved in years As it settles on the unmoving grass, it’s called dew As it settles on my unmoving face, it’s called tears Where is this “Life” of which I’ve heard so many speak? Where is the love that so many say they feel? I’ve heard others talk of the warmth in their hearts Reach into my chest, feel my heart cold as steel In a corner I sit, in a shroud of silence I cry and shiver I wait an unending eternity for the Grim Reaper to take me Again and again I look at the clock on the wall, not ticking If the end doesn’t come and I’m dreaming, don’t bother to wake me In a world full of hate with hearts full of contempt Don’t try to tell me that life is worth living Thick dark muck oozes from the souls of mankind It’s so hard to believe anyone ever cared about giving Slowly and silently I settle into the ground A little deeper into the earth with each passing year Eventually I’ll be 6 feet under, where I feel I belong Not a soul on the planet will remember I was even here [comments] => 2 [counter] => 129 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Decahedron [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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