My last few days have been torn
To be depressed was I place
I didn't want to see
And no one to help or talk to
Really have my heart to pain in me
I always have been along
For me is very sad
And the worst part is being use to it
For people to call me square
Never giving me and opportunity
To just say hello
Not having a voice to express
For my family to turn on me
Even when I was sick
For even my son to tell me
He will never be in my life
And to just forget it
To losing four friends to covic
Trying to gain strength
Still to say I got this
Was a lie to my heart
Cause I was not new to this
Christmas to me is just a regular day
Cause the only present I unwrap
Is me getting out of bed
Cause I don't have to face the problems that is at bay
The twenty surgeries I had
in the last five years
Not only had me down everyday
Only wanting me to hold my nine
Was temping me to sleep forever
But I didn't want my daughter's
brain to see that type of weather
Now my days are silent
My days are cold
Being in the house looking
At pictures of decease
family and friends is getting old
©poetteller
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