Prison Called Depression
A week or so ago, I had a really good conversation with a great friend of mine. We talked about poetry and different styles of writing. He encouraged me to try something completely different – and quite foreign – not rhyming!!!
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I wrote this poem one night, not too long ago …
Yes, to those who know me (or think they do) I am the happy-go-lucky red head – or, as I say it, “the eternal optimist”. So it may come as a surprise to know that I have before, and do still now, deal with depression. I think we all do at one point or another … or in one form or another.
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