The sun shines through my window
It just didn't reach my soul today.
Everyday is a struggle without you
Why did I let you go?
Nothing can humour me any more
Not the silliest joke, nor the t.v.
I wish I could remember what it is to smile,
How good it feels to hear the birds sing,
Feel the rain splash upon my head,
Bask in the warm rays of the sunshine.
I need to stand up, stop crying
Dust myself off and demand help.
Can someone, please, set me free?
Sew my wings back on and teach me to fly?
I'd love to fly high above,
Above the rooftops and trees,
Higher than the clouds and the planes.
It's a lovely thought,
I'm just not there yet
A contest entry
- Depression by Exodus.
525 points, ended May 6, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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To be honest, though the line "sew my wings back on and teach me how to fly" made sense in a progressive sort of way, I still got hung up on it. Something about it just didn't sit right to me. The rest of the poem had a nice flow, just the one line doesn't quite fit. Though that could just be the way I've read it.
Thank you
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