No Rash Thoughts

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something I stumbled through and just decided to hold on to. Probably be I dont want to live out my life struggling with depression.

No Rash Thoughts

There is nothing rasional inside my head.
It's all probably because I've never left my bed.
Just stayed here for days now,
and all I want to do is play now.
I can't seem to find a way round,
these obstacles and emptiness all round my head.
What if I've misplaced my mind?
What if I give chase after it to find?
Would I ever seem to find a way,
that I could function in?
I know I've been invested to too many other ways.
That in this nonfunctional one I'm in,
I have no room to live out my days.
Wow depression ain't it a bitch!

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

koppe’s Poems (12)

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Hott Mess 0
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No Rash Thoughts 0
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Sick Heart 5/2/12 0
Flip the Script 0
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Sitting, Waiting 0
"The Monster Behind Me" 4-24-12 1