Another day

Here comes another day.
It's sure to be as shit as the last.
For things come to my head so fast.
And they are sure to last.
As the day comes to a hault.
My pain lingers on.
Depression is no fun.

Another day looms.
All it brings is gloom.
But though I try to remember this.
There is allways some one worse than me.
It still hurts.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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