Saturday, 18 October 2014

A poem of a depressive

This is a poem I wrote over 3 years ago when I was at one of my lowest points.
 
 
A Lonely Broken Heart
 
 
As I sit here on the cliff top
on this cold April night
 the stars shining bright...
like dots in the sky
 
I hear a heart beat
a broken one it is 
Thinking what the
future will bring 
 
Thinking of love 
The love I once had
The love I pushed away
The love I want to have
 the love I may never have 
 
Is it time to leave this place behind
 I hear myself say
on this cliff top
this cold April night
But that would only 
 be leaving the people I love 
 
 My heart is broken
It brakes a bit more
each day we are apart
on this cliff top
this cold April night 
 
 My love grows stronger
as each day passes
on this cliff top
this cold April night
with the stars shinning bright
like dots in the sky 
 A Lonely broken heart 
 
            By Mark Rees 5th April 2011

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