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Jul 2014
because once you suffer from depression
it may belive you .
it throws you in a dark room
leaves you there all confused & emotionless
you become paranoid not knowing what to do.
one line , two lines & three
the blade is in my skin .
four lines , five lines & the sixth
the blade has cut me deep .

depression came by like a naughty neighbour
who was just in time for brunch
hence he only popped in to say hello
but he knew he was here to say .
and when the food ran out ,
he started feeding on my happiness .

every season felt like a winter morning
depression became a tendant that
never payed rent , but occupied even
the basement of my smile .

depression will be there right next to me
but aren't we looking for somebody
to be there for us ?
Aimee Bobby Lo.
Written by
kamvalethu  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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