Poetry

Depression

written by: azceltic

Stop this pain in my soul
My heart cries out to you
But you keep walking on
I open my mouth to scream
But no sound comes
Falling down, I lie
Abandoned by all I care for
Left to suffer cold and wet
Shedding the pure blood from my veins,
Oh, what cased such an angelic creature
To spell such rich blood,
Now I lie dieing in a pool of my blood
My misery of my pain slowly
Kills me as you laugh at me
The last breath escapes my lips
And the last tear falls down my face
Now will you cry for me?