A drop of golden sun
Did I drop in this wavy ocean
In the middle of the night
When visiting divers were home
Then came a fierce assassin
Who I couldn't outmanoeuvre
To steal my jewel
Engulfed with rage I charged out
But the devil quenched the fire in me
And got my scruffy soul and spirit rambling
Oh! Gone is my sweat
Gone is my jewel
For this assassin I couldn't beat
Has become the genesis of my pains.
YOU ARE READING
Bipolar Dilemma
PoetryThis is a collection of poems portraying the feelings of a depressed teenager. Depression has led to suicidal thoughts and these are poems which have much to do with thoughts of a depressed soul.
