Depression
Behind those smile of mine
Was a dark pain that hide
Stayed on the side
Thinking so wide
Crying out loud
While looking on the cloud
Hoping that someone can hear aloud
The dying whisper of a clod
Laughing on my face
Behind was the tears that race
The mind that always ache
That I always cache
Depression that kills me
What should I do to be
I want to get out here
But I dont know where
Imprisoned on a huge
Every dark room was grab
Breaking the silents
Through the creepy stairs
@Arsel_writes
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Words of a Poetess
PoesiaA compilation of random types of poetry/ poems Originated by the author
