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May 2016
There is a storm within my soul
And it never seems to cease
The thoughts I can’t control
I never find my peace

Endless torrents of rain
Tidal waves of emotion
A prisoner in dark refrain
Emptiness without devotion

The darkest clouds that gather
Brings tears that will flow
It’s my only kind of weather
The thoughts nobody knows

I listen to stormy seas
Nobody can hear my voice
It brings my life to it’s knees
This life was not my choice

When your soul begins to break
And you breath a final sigh
It’s your life’s final fate
And it's time to say goodbye…..

David Swinden©24/5/2016

Spare a thought for people
with depression who live in
silence and invisible to those around.
David Swinden
Written by
David Swinden  51/M/Liverpool UK
(51/M/Liverpool UK)   
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