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A state of depression

Speak out my dear
Why hath thou in a state of depression?
Speak out my dear
I stand here waiting for thy confession

Depression is not a sign of weakness
Neither an indication of madness

I stand here not to judge you
Simply to take heed to what is true

Depression is not a crime
It only calls for love through time

Depression is a silent voice
Rooted deep inside to stop a crying noise

Speak out my dear
Why hath thou in a state of depression?
Speak out my dear
I stand here waiting for thy confession

What have you lost along the way?
Retrace your steps, I say

Who have you lost?
Take heart, everything in life must rust

What is it you want?
Grant me a permit in your hunt
But first of all let me be blunt
Condemn yourself not for your mistakes
That is what it takes for you to be awake

Life is meant to be messy and greasy
The road is not meant to be easy

Speak out my dear
Why hath thou in a state of depression?
Speak out my dear
I stand here as a friend
My compassionate heart is yours to lend
Merely to give you inspiration
And redeem you of your depression

Thus, speak out my dear!
Why hath thou in a state of depression?

Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi

www.sylviachidi.com

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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