Look out at the sea
And imagine all the lives it took
How is such a beautiful site do harmful
So dangerous and wild
You feel drawn to it
You want to stay forever
And forget everything
Loose yourself
Be yourself
In the back of your mind
You feel the cold air of death
You hear the cries of the deceased
When you look out at the sea
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Depression Kills
PoetryDifferent poems I wrote about various topics having to do with pain , and the broken promises of life... I write these when I am in the mood or am going through something.. Take a glimpse.. I am sure you'll find something you can relate to.
