Tears.

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Tears. Tears.

Running down my face.

I feel so terrible.

I feel so sick.

I can't seem to climb from this depressed state of mind.

My brain, all it will feel is sadness and depression.

From the words and lives of the people around me.

Making me feel empathetic, sympathetic.

They take over my mind causing me severe depression.

And it won't go away.

I'm so sorry.

I hope everyone feels better.

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