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Feb 2017
A drop in the bucket
Just another ounce of pain
Sometimes it's a drizzle
Sometimes it's heavy rain

I try to block these days
Whenever they come about
But you can't fight the storm
Just stay and wait it out

So I shut myself off
And stay in my bed
Until the monsters stop saying
You're better off dead

Another day wasted
Stuck in my head
Hopefully tomorrow is better
And not full of dread

The hardest part
Of staying in seclusion
Is watching your loved ones faces
Pained with worry and confusion

But the storm clouds do pass
And when I see the light
I do anything, everything
To make things right

I know the winds keep howling
And the cold just won't cease
But winter can't last forever
And spring means peace

I miss the sun and it's warmth
I miss hope and spring
The flowers give me joy
As the birds softly sing

As the grass grows back
As the trees aren't so bare
I hope to see happiness
And others who care

For anyone else
Who struggles like me
Please hold on to tomorrow
It will be better, you'll see
Raja Smith
Written by
Raja Smith  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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