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Depressed

By M. Jay Mansfield

Why do you cower from me
Just because I smile as you torture me.
Why do you fear me
Just because I feel best when I am dying?
Why do you run from me..
Because I said I love you each time you stabbed me?

I am not depressed ..
I just hate you.
I hate you watching me..
I hate you watching me hate myself.
Mostly.I just hate you...

Dammit I ain't depressed.
I'm dying.
From the inside out..
Rotten corpse.
That refuses to fall..
Hatred inside out..

©2003 MJMansfield 7-17-03  

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Name: Mary E. Adair Email: marbety@pencilstubs.org
Comment: Don't give up, dearheart! You say the thoughts we all have from time to time... just don't act on them, ok?

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