A poem by Depreacher

An empty street
An empty house
A hole inside our hearts!!

This ain’t just about west-life
Cos depression gat not respect for your cardinal point.
Lest I forget ,
let me pin point
We seldom look into our eyes and speak
But we’re quick to type
staring into our screens.
We’re blind
But claiming to be enlightened.
Look up,
To see
Men falling
Dreams hung On ropes
Potentials falls dead
From sniper shots
DEPRESSION IS EVERYWHERE!!!

BUT NO

SUICIDE IS NOT THE KEY
TO THE DOOR WHICH LEAD OUT OF HERE!!

©Depreacher

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