In the nighttime I hear a call
It's lost and desperate like my soul
In the river of this soul
It's deep and tragic evermore
In the rhythm I feel fear
Strong and cold like water's waves
It's not for the weak or brave
'Cause this river misbehaves
My heart contains much darkened gloom
This call I answered will be my doom
Some might say sin stirs deep within
So I've been building thicker skin
Can not change the pace I'm in
I wail and whimper but then I'll grin
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Amy's Poems
PoetryHi there I write poems to express myself. It's about my mental health but also about mental health in general. Maybe you can recognize yourself in my words, maybe not. I just like to share. I'll keep adding Poems to this 'book', so keep an eye open...
