<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=550241" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Depression's Desperate Name</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Depression's Desperate Name</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>How hard my heart does reel! <br>torn to pieces by things I feel <br>sore and forlorn in depths I sink <br>befallen to depression, of things I think</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bruised by injustice and falsehood <br>never many moments of feeling very good <br>begotten and weary, ashamed I seem <br>for my emotions at times are not a bad dream</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hold to hope however strong <br>and pray my feelings not last too long <br>most of life, for a sorry soul such as I <br>are bouts of blistering blues until I die</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I relish moments of a happy time in life <br>but indelible ink spots of cruelty soar from strife <br>beaten down by societies fake design <br>as for today I feel fine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But be it known a mind and heart can break <br>as tearful anguish for the unknown, can ache <br>a pill can help but for a time <br>but the truth, is these feelings are mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times I long but for a long sleep <br>where desperation and depression's holds can't keep<br>and as I write this poem in verse <br>I believe my depression is a family curse</div><div style="margin:10px 0">©MyrtleThomas1/18/2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Myrtle+Thomas">Myrtle Thomas</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=550241" data-title="Depression's Desperate Name de Myrtle Thomas" data-description="Depression's Desperate Name How hard my heart does reel! torn to pieces by things I feel sore and forlorn in depths I sink befallen to depression, of things I think Bruised by injustice and falsehood never many moments of feeling very good ..."></div> </div> </div>

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