Tuesday, August 12, 2014

WHEN I'M HAPPY, BE WORRIED




Just a call

was all it would have taken

Just a letter

was all you would have written

...to get me out of this.



I admit, I made it hard for you

I was hard to reach

In a sea of success and admirers

It was all a ditch

Too hard to climb out of.



The more I struggled to tell you

The more you didn't understand

But the signs...the signs were all there

My laughter, my jokes, whenever I shook your hand

They spoke volumes I just couldn't say.



The darkness is all around

I see it engulfing me

It's a lonely place

I see it calling me

Just this last time...this last time,I will smile for you.




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2 comments:

  1. Suicide took my friend's brother some months back; the fallout has been devastating. Thank you for raising awareness of depression.

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    1. Thank you Lynda, We can't talk about it enough.

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