My eyes are heavy <br />full of sleep <br />my tears twinkle <br />when i weep <br />my face is pale <br />my lips are blue <br />i am who i am <br />i just wish i were you <br /> <br />my obsession with depression <br />has taken its hold <br />my addiction to self infliction <br />has taken its toll <br />i watch my blood trickle down the drain <br />i feel relieved from my pain <br />i hate my life <br />carved into my arm with a knife <br />once again my worries wouldnt fade away <br />and i dream one day will be a better day <br />so here i am <br />half one in the morning <br />25 years and far too many tears <br />and already depression has taken its hold <br />25 years <br />not many stories to be told <br />i think its fair to say <br />its time for my hand to fold.<br /><br />Ian Humphreys<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-all-taken-hold-of-me/
