Willows Everywhere,
Not a building in sight,
Just woods.
You sit underneath,
An overgrown willow,
With a man's head in your arms.
You thought he was so powerful,
That nothing could ever penetrate him,
Not even his own feelings.
He was feeling so angry,
And as we know,
Anger leads to pain,
Pain leads to Depression,
Depression leads to Darkness (evil).
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I really like it. It was more under the topic of scary and not to much of sad to me. But I really enjoy yourr work it is diffrent than most
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Mmm... I like it. I especially love the usage of willows. The trees set the mood so perfectly. This was a very nice write. I greatly enjoyed it!! Thank you for entering!
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no matter how peacefull your death its how you arrive at that conclusion that matters. Very thoughtful poem.
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Yes the end result of many depressions is death. It is dark, lonely, without company, lost and many things wirth no way out. You could feel the anxiety inside this write.. Hope this was a passing fancy.
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Great poem, this really reaches from the soul, you have captured depresson moving into darkness, wow, great job, blessings JOhn
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