Depression Poem

My Closest Friend

The emptiness now becomes my closest friend,
To live each day as it passes just as lonely as the last,
The inside is crying hidden suddenly by the smile,
To feel acceptance is to open up to more pain and denial,
Love like a rain cloud only there long enough,
To make the desert yearn for almost just enough,
Growing close to loosing hope all is becoming dark,
The world easily shows hate without a small remark,
To feel accepted and alive grows slowly thin,
Another day ending with no promise or feeling from within,
The child never sees it coming unaware of its strength,
Adults love die along with the child’s will to survive,
False disguise of hope in our world nears to the end,
Only to reveal that disappointment becomes our closest friend.

By Alicia Sanders
My Closest Friend by Alicia Sanders @FamilyFriendPoems

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