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Day To Day
I just live from day to day
Don't got no job
Don't get no pay
When mornin comes, just wait and see
I'll thank my Lord
Fall to my knees
I may feel good, I may feel bad
I'll think of all
The love I've had
See my face in the mirror dim
Wish I was young
Wish I was thin
Tears will fall upon the floor
I run away
I slam the door
Where did all the good years go?
Time went fast
Wish it was slow
Depression got the best of me
Will I ever feel better?
Will I ever be free?
I want to live without the fear
Without the pills
Constantly near
Time is gone , forever lost
Disappeared
Just like the frost
Robbed my loved ones of my best
I'm always put
To the test
Oh this thing it hurts my heart
Why won't it go ?
Why won't it part?
I guess that it is here to stay
That's why I'm sad
Everyday
Delta, your depression is evident, yet you seem fully capable of grasping all that occurs about you.
This is a well written purge of the soul. You have laid the mirror's image at out feet, and allowed us to see you in all your humanity and without judgement!
Bravo!Poetess. ~Tim
I want to have something to say about the craft of this poem--that is usually the content of what I have to say. But sometimes, regardless how it is crafted, the distillation of the emotion expressed is of such high quality, power and intensity that little can be said. For some reason I felt drawn into the lyric. It was as though the words did not count. They were merely wires carrying a crackling current at the speed of light; like the storm and thunder carries the voice of God. I am not trying to be sappy here. There was a connection that made me feel uneasy. (Not just this poem, but the others also.) Perhaps they struck too close to home. I want to commend you on your craft and urge you to continue (and in fact I do) but how can anyone urge you to this pain and loneliness. Perhpas all that can be said is thank you for giving us this vision to experience and know. Thank you.