I see with my eyes, my head, and my heart. <br />Not all things are the same, they are viewed separately. <br /> <br />My eyes see, what is there, nothing more, nothing less, <br />They care, not at all, that is not their domain. <br /> <br />The eyes tell the heart, and the heart, cares all for that is seen. <br />And tells the mind how she feels, and what she wants done about it. <br /> <br />Now the mind, is ever faithful, to the heart, who is his friend; <br />And controls, all of the emotions and feelings shown. <br /> <br />So, it is very understood, that when the heart cries foul, <br />The mind sends his commands, and the emotions displayed <br />Become mild to intense, depending on the hearts distress. <br />For everyone knows he loves her so, and on him, she can always depend. <br /> <br />Until one day, the mind says NO WAY, and the heart says oh yes, <br />Absolutely, I must. And there, the controversy begins. <br />For, never before, have they gone this course, and now they are at odds, <br />As never before. She so wrapped up in want, and the mind in his refusal, <br />That eventually, the senses, begin to become confused. <br /> <br />Depression sets in, and a fog rolls in, and nothing is ever quite the same.<br /><br />Kimberly Lindsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-sets-in-2/
