Depression

I do not need cares and woes.
I don't need any of those.
They bring you down.
You wear a frown
and lines show on your face.
These lines you can't erase.
They are there so you can remember
as you count them all.
They only appear from depression
from into which you fall.
I do not need cares and woes
but sometimes that's how life goes.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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