For your poems.
It’s here again, and I need a friend.
Times are tough, this life is rough.
Darkness here, nothing is clear.
Live on I will, despite this life.
Hope is gone, though I carry on.
Despite depression, I’ve learned a lesson.
This too shall pass, it will not get me.
There’s a fight in us, few will see.
Even on life’s darkest paths,
The light of hope will come and find us at last.
Depression is a swirling river, hope is a rickety bridge.
One small nail holds it in place.
We will wipe these tears off our face,
Let’s take this bridge together and find our happy place.
The sun will shine, I will go on.
Someday I truly hope […]
