Thursday, June 3, 2010



My soul needs to be lift

Depression
It’s like the smooth
Baby blue creek
That doesn’t show
Sadness
But,
It sounds
Like its
Stuck and
Wants to move on
Then it starts to move
Move on
Like the waves
Splashing into
Rocks and
Shines with the
Sun like the
Sparkling glitter
Than when it shines
On me
I start
Feeling jolly
When the waves
Lift my spirit
And I
Move on forward

Why words hurt me?
I instantly needed her
I cried over
And over again
Feeling I wanted to die
Needed my guide book
But she wasn’t
By my side
Needed to get away
And the only thing I caused
Was to have hatred
Inside me
Thorns grew in my heart
Everyday
And everyday of my life
I let people
Tease me
And
It caused me
To run
Run away
From my fears
But one day
Someone told me
That
Don’t get words
Get to you
Cause
You’ll get hurt