Depression poems

Song of death

Song of death

For death I plea

Send death's sweet kiss down to me

Dead and gone in your warm embrace

Peaceful look on my face

Cold to touch

Chilled to bone

Forlorn, you continue home

Nowhere to be seen

They ask you about me

"Gone"

The simple word slips through your lips

"Oh..."

The small sound invites the silence

Cold

Dark

The absence of one

Makes the largest difference

An extra bed

With no one to fill it

One's voice gone from this place

At the table an empty space

In the yard a little grave

Just a stone

Nothing more

Shows everything I loved you for