Poem -

Black cloud.

Depression feels like a black cloud ruining all my fun

The words I'm fine just won't roll of my tongue 

I paint my smile on for everyone to see

Not letting them know that depression is killing me

The words "chin up" burn me alive inside 

Trying to be happy but it's to hard to hide 

I can't admit how I feel in fear of being weak

As the tears begin to roll down my cheek

Depression is like a black cloud sitting on me 

I hope one day I can set my demons free

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Hi Carley Mcnamara
 

Good write, thanks for sharing, my applause

I can't admit how I feel in fear of being weak

As the tears begin to roll down my cheek

Depression is like a black cloud sitting on me 

I hope one day I can set my demons free

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Jai Masters

Dear Carley 

depression is a common affliction 

helped by friendship and sunlight 

having locked oneself in, fighting the negative 

and holding hands it will lift, it will give way, 

Mans search for meaning is a fine book as is 

The Road Less Travelled and Beating the blues. 

This poem speaks to the hearts of many readers, 

Good subject matter and emotive! Kind rgs Jai :)

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