Depression Storm
Once awhile ago I was lost
In a place so cold everything was laced in frost
Couldn't find my way in a blizzard
I screamed but couldn't make it so my voice is heard
I cried, yelled, pleaded with all my might
But I wasn't quite ungulfed in the snowy night
Halfway there it would seem
While my sanity was split at the seam
I fought hard against the storm
After awhile, it lightened up, and began to get warm
For hope was shining bright in it's glory
Moving on from a sight so gory
Wounds began to heel, ones ultimately self-induced
As a new hope was introduced
This poem is about:
Me
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