Silence whispers in my ear,
That somebody enters here.
Someone comes to me so near
I can't breathe, I'm numb with fear.
I am sleepless in my bed.
It seems night will never end.
Darkness cuts my soul with kris.
Give me strength, God's Mother, please!
In cold sweat I stay alone
With this horror of my own.
Am I Coward? - It's true.
I'm depressed. I'm coming through
Falling in a huge black hole,
Trembling, blind like a mole.
In my dreams to see the light
Of sweet dawn I wish. What might
Make me free from this despair?
Heart of mine is cold. Who'd dare
To spend winter nights like that?
Mom won't help me. Dear Dad,
What a punishment I had?
How can't you understand?
Bleeding heart drops bitter tears
Filled with grave nightmare fears...
Depression
© Copyright: Александр Хваловский, 2011
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