It is this nasty thing. <br />Something like a disease. <br />Controlling me. <br />It has taken my soul. <br />It has destroyed all my goals. <br /> <br />Depression you have taken my soul. <br />You make very sad. <br />Becuase i am bad. <br />And not glad. <br /> <br />Depression is pulling my strings. <br />With the hart ache that it brings. <br />But my ears ring. <br /> <br />Depression give me back my soul. <br />Let me have some goals. <br />Dont leave me with holes. <br />An aching hart. <br />And all the sadness. <br />Realese me please<br /><br />Amy Louise Kerswell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-owns-my-soul/
