The thoughts lurking in time <br />are leaving a stain in my mind. <br />I'm remembering of my recent thoughts of death, <br />destroying my breath. <br />I might as well be the definition of <br />'Depression' <br />See, I have this little confession. <br />I might actually do it this time, <br />You look and see all this writing, <br />but why can't you see my is dying? <br />I know why. <br />Cause I'm invisible, <br />this time I won't be able <br />to keep hope. <br />Unspoken Thoughts <br />is what I have. <br />Unspoken Thoughts <br />is why I'm sad. <br />Its not because of you <br />Its not because of me <br />Its Unspoken Thoughts <br />thats got me chain to this lifeless tree. <br /> <br />Its branches are falling, <br />I'm falling too. <br /> <br />It's dying, <br />and I shall die too. <br /> <br />Unspoken Thoughts is everything, <br />Unspoken Thoughts are still inside of me.<br /><br />Bobby Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unspoken-thoughts-8-24-08-sun-12-07am/
