Mountain deterioration
Molehill sized problem
In view of others eyes,
Then why is it that mine
A mountain do divine?
Insistent drowning thoughts
Craving dreaded loneliness
For alone there is no hate,
But too much time to contemplate.
A crowd of people
Yet to understand,
Their molehill can be climbed
My mountain is alive!
It grows and walks away
A steady pace I cannot match,
I chip away with building hate
Willing it to deteriorate.
If I can conquer this mountain
And start afresh anew,
Then this depression ruling high
Will be expelled with no forlorn goodbye.
But no.
My problems seem too large.
And that mountain in my mind,
I can never leave behind.
It stays,
It looms,
Depression booms.
My mountain will not deteriorate.
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
Mountain deterioration
Molehill sized problem
In view of others eyes,
Then why is it that mine
A mountain do divine?
Insistent drowning thoughts
Craving dreaded loneliness
For alone there is no hate,
But too much time to contemplate.
A crowd of people
Yet to understand,
Their molehill can be climbed
My mountain is alive!
It grows and walks away
A steady pace I cannot match,
I chip away with building hate
Willing it to deteriorate.
If I can conquer this mountain
And start afresh anew,
Then this depression ruling high
Will be expelled with no forlorn goodbye.
But no.
My problems seem too large.
And that mountain in my mind,
I can never leave behind.
It stays,
It looms,
Depression booms.
My mountain will not deteriorate.
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