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Eat Your Depression
The storm brews
clouds lose their brilliance
cold as grave
sadness does engrave
patterns of pain
the heart desperately wants to bury
In suffering the devil within merry.

The mind lust for peace long gone
forgotten, in demise of the instance.

The soul wanders like a lost sheep
a sheep laid astray by worries
heavy burden that bothers the mind
lays a siege on good thoughts
consumes it trust,
it foundation it rocks
lifts one's hope like dust.

Fallen where it drowns
in depression,
in desperation call for attention
desired but not attended.


© Wilson Chinekwe