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deserted and alone
by choice, by action, by deed
i found myself addicted
i felt safe in my need
alone and afraid
of memories, of people, of place
i found myself this comfort
where i could hide my disgrace
afraid and angry
at me, at you, at them
why can’t i find the peace i crave
i’m hurting all over againThis is my poem. I first penned it on another website. Depression understood on Dec 17 2011. I hope my re-posting it here is within the site rules. I still feel these things today.
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Beautiful poem
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