Deppression Poems
The Piano
by Robert Gold
The Piano
It was a cool summer evening, when me and a friend were taking a walk
Whenever we were together, all we ever seemed to do was talk
Hours and hours, paying no attention to the clock
However, I let her talk the most, because I had the personality of a rock
It was getting late, and the sky was turning indigo
And I told her, “Home is where I’d like to go.”
Then she asked me, “Do you believe in miracles?” I said no
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Decompression, Whats that?
by Hazel Nelson
Sometimes I miss being sick
“What do you mean sick?”
The worst part of me wishes I had stayed
In the familiarity of being numb
“How can you be numb in your head”
And everything the opposite of recovery
......
The Piano
by Robert Gold
The Piano
It was a cool summer evening, when me and a friend were taking a walk
Whenever we were together, all we ever seemed to do was talk
Hours and hours, paying no attention to the clock
However, I let her talk the most, because I had the personality of a rock
It was getting late, and the sky was turning indigo
And I told her, “Home is where I’d like to go.”
Then she asked me, “Do you believe in miracles?” I said no
......
Decompression, Whats that?
by Hazel Nelson
Sometimes I miss being sick
“What do you mean sick?”
The worst part of me wishes I had stayed
In the familiarity of being numb
“How can you be numb in your head”
And everything the opposite of recovery
......
