Sunday 15 August 2010

Prose about Depression

Depression eats at my mind
like a canker in a rose,
makes me wonder who i am,
this monster that you see
well this clearly is not me
,
those things i said, the way i was
i cannot excuse, but let me explain,
that that was not me but my illness

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