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Fallen Morning The sun was rising this morning when I fell Darkness came over me and cast its spell I have not lived and cannot love There is a door that is closed Keeping all those outside far away I hold out my arms to try and feel I grope around in the darkness where I am lost There is no other person present here I am all alone and now filled with fear I grab at anything symbolizing foundation Something to follow to a disappearing light The light narrows to a point inside itself The distinction is lost from wrong and right Now I only think of peace in death The sun was rising this morning when I fell Now I find myself in the pit of hell |
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This poem is to symbolize how some may feel in depression....a terrible desease. I am learning from you guys and appreciate your help.
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