Sometimes a wave of sadness just washes over me sweeping all my happy thoughts right out there to sea
Leaving me awash in a darkness of my own I'd hoped this was a phase by now I'd have outgrown
I don't know where it comes from or when its on way But depression always finds me any time of night or day
And just as without warning it comes, it goes away and leaves me reeling and confused to fight another day.
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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