#depression #sadness #lonliness

Again She Wept


The years, to her,
Were flying much too fast.
For all she had left,
Were of memories, past.


Her grip on everything,
She'd so tightly held,
Was beginning to loosen-
As life and death meld.


The pain she's lived with,
Has more than taken it's toll.
It's left her so weakened,
And so less than whole.


The relentless taunting,
Of what's never to be-
Mocks her daily,
To depressing degree.


An escape for her,
'Twould mean her demise.
But she's not yet finished,
Nor said her 'goodbyes'.


So she clings to a hope,
Of a fairytale mind,
That somehow, someday,
That peace, she'd find.


She closes her eyes,
And prays for strength-
For an inch of rope, to add,
To that ever-shortening length.


Weakened, she cries out,
For the hope, that she's lost.
To retrace a few steps,
Of all bridges, she's crossed.


But there's no turning back,
On roads, so long-closed.
So she stands there, stoic,
Her soul blatantly exposed.


For she knows its a fate,
That she can only accept-
Her reality, so cold...
...and again, she wept.

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No Home For Me


Home is not a place on Earth,

Nor where my heart may be-

For here now, in this trying time,

There is no home for me.


I've nothing to even call my own,

And no one, to call me theirs.

Life has shown me abundantly,

That no one actually, really cares.


The place I lay my head at night,

Is but merely a spot to rest,

While life continues to try my will,

And put me through another test.


I don't even have the desire now,

To fight these battles any more.

My body, mind and soul are weary,

And battered through to my very core.


Life has worn out it's welcome mat,

And telling me, to move on my way.

Why remain where you're so unloved,

And no one wants you to stay?


But when you have nowhere to go,

In this world that's gone awry,

You go to sleep almost every night,

And simply pray...you will die...



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