Save the depressed
I'm faced with war internally
Burning into ashes from within
Groans of pain without voices
Indeed, I'm dying
Mixed feelings of inferiority complex
No one to ask of my wellbeing
Feelings of insecurity all around me
Like a candle, I'm waxing from within
I'm at war with nobody
I'm at war with my feelings
I'm viewed as a warrior from my stature
I'm a nursing baby from within
Face covered with fake smiles
Mind burning like brime stones
Look like an apple outside of me
But a burning furnace from within
Save The Depressed
Oyishose Sule
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 12/04/2021
Poet's note: I write this poem in respect to the depressed.
I remember how depressed I was and the trauma attached to being depressed.
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Poem topics: baby, pain, face, apple, mind, candle, fake, save, complex, warrior, furnace, brime, internally, inferiority, war, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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