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41. When You Feel Like You Can't Go On

This is how I feel every day, and I can't seem to talk about it; it's easier to write it in a poem style. Thanks for reading.
- By Aliysha
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2013 with permission of the Author.
When you feel so lonely and can't sleep at night,
because everything gives you a fright.
The pain and the sadness takes control,
and once again you're all alone.

When you feel so lonely and can't sleep at night,
because everything gives you a fright.
The pain and the sadness takes control,
and once again you're all alone.
The pain I feel is torturing.
My life isn't really worth living.
You keep living every day, hoping it might end someway.
You go to sleep and pray to God,
but it doesn't work... you're too stuck!

All the tears cooped up inside,
from all the lies that bleed you dry.
Just one tear shows a million emotions.
It's all mixed and with terror and devotion!
I devote myself to acting happy,
but at night when I'm all alone,
somehow it all spills out
when no one can see and no one can hear
all of the pain and all of the fear.

You go to sleep hoping you won't wake up,
but when morning comes you have to keep going.
It isn't easy and you can't say it is,
until you know just how it feels.
My soul is dying.
Why do I keep trying?
Nothing seems worth it anymore!
I just want to be alone...

This is from the heart of all my feelings and emotions,
something I can't speak, but one day it'll all be over.
And I will be that happy person I know I want to be.
But just acting happy is too hard for me!
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42. Death

Just wanted to see if it was any good. so comment and rate
- By Evan
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2012 with permission of the Author.
Inside I'm Full Of Death

Time stops
And stands still
Each day
Seems like a year

Time stops
And stands still
Each day
Seems like a year
I'm lost
And can't be found
In this darkness
I lay dying
Cold
Empty
And alone
It holds me down
And won't let go
There is no escaping
it consumes me
until there's nothing left
I may look fine
But on the inside I'm full of death
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43. Stay Strong

I'm 16, and every day I face depression and suicidal thoughts... I didn't know what to do anymore, besides take the broken glass and cut. I hate how am I, so I went back to my counselor and told her how I've been doing. I told her the truth...hopefully it helps.
- By Stephanie G.
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2012 with permission of the Author.
Poem About Getting Help For Depression

You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do is just lay down and die.

I tried to get help; I tried to see the light,

You might not understand it, you might just ask why
That all I want to do is just lay down and die.

I tried to get help; I tried to see the light,
But no matter what I did, I just couldn't win the fight.

It was more than it seemed, it was more than you thought,
Though sadly a little is all you caught.

I attempted to do the wrongs; I attempted to let life go.
Now I wear long sleeves, afraid my attempts will show.

I knew this wasn't the right place, I knew I had to get out,
So I took my courage, and I let it shout.

I did the thing I was afraid of; I did the thing I didn't like
And told someone my story, so that suicide wouldn't strike.

I don't like to talk, I don't like to share,
But I know this was best before I start not to care.

I will see the doctor soon, I will make it through.
I know if I do, you can make it too.
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44. Teardrops

I wrote this poem about my life at home, how I feel, and everything that goes on.
- By Shianne
- Published by Family Friend Poems November 2011 with permission of the Author.
Echoes Of Sorrow

The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real

The hurt in my eyes is all that has to be said
Sometimes I know I'm better off dead
The pain is the only thing I can feel
Knowing it's the one thing that's real
Behind all the games and lies
An emptiness haunts my eyes
A person who I used to be
Worse even though it wasn't me
Sorrow consuming every thought
Slowly losing everything I've got
Darkness closing in all around
Still I don't make a single sound
Evil fills the void inside
This life's not one I'll confide
However deeper someone tries to look
Whatever happens the ground has shook
The dread and hate leaves me in a daze
All around me demons' fires blaze
Living isn't worthwhile if it's torture
Yet it's that to which I'm not sure
Don't try to understand the words written here
For I'm not the one to fear
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45. Sweet Agony

This poem is about my struggle with depression and self-mutilation. I have been fighting for 5 years and this is how it feels sometimes. I really hope I can relate to someone and help them know they are not alone, even though it is extremely easy to feel like you are.
- By Mania Jankowski
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2011 with permission of the Author.
What do you see when you look in my eyes?
A freak? A nameless being?
Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?

What do you see when you look in my eyes?
A freak? A nameless being?
Or maybe simply another face in the endless sea of people
What do I see when I look at myself in the mirror?
I see pain, laughter, tears, smiles, fatigue, and endless energy.
What do I do
When the world I live in
Doesn't know I am suffering?
I feel the scars
On my heart
My arms
My wrists
And I think back to a time when I was truly alone
Wandering the streets at night
The sky dark and stormy,
With the cold rain falling down on me
It was like the sky was crying
All the tears I was too afraid to shed myself
That was a long time ago,
But I can still feel the sharpness of the blades upon my soul
My skin
My heart
Sometimes at night I sit up
Stare at my window
And cry, for all the pain I still sometimes feel.
I wonder if life is meant to be more than this,
This town
These people
These feelings
I am like a caged animal,
Trapped inside bars
Locked in, with no hope to escape
I scream
Yell
Cry
But no one hears me
I stand alone
On my own little path of life
That I have been on for as long as I can remember
With a broken heart
A broken soul
A broken mind
Still I struggle on
So that I can maybe see beyond this world
Of darkness and despair,
So I can see the world beyond,
Of love and life and happiness
So here I stand,
A smile on my face,
Even though I am being torn apart on the inside
I will continue to smile
And feel
And love
And I will survive; survive to tomorrow
So I can learn to trust again
And this sweet agony
That has been with me all my life
Will be dispersed
Become nonexistent
Gone
No more
And I will finally
Be
Alive
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46. Traffic Light

My mum helped my brother through his fight with a brain tumor for over 18 years. When he did pass, she felt life wasn't worth living without him and went into a spiraling depression. No one knew what to say to her other than the usual things to support someone you love. So I thought I'd try to write what she was feeling, and I gave it to her to let her know I understood.
- By Linda Grantham
- Published by Family Friend Poems April 2011 with permission of the Author.
Mom With Depression

This traffic light inside my head
Is always green and never red.
My thoughts, my dreams, and all my fears,
They all speed past my listening ears.

This traffic light inside my head
Is always green and never red.
My thoughts, my dreams, and all my fears,
They all speed past my listening ears.

I close my eyes to block it out,
But inside my head they rush about.
I take a breath to slow it down,
But upon my face appears a frown.

My heart beats fast,
But my breathing slows.
I breathe in life
Then out it goes.

My body's numb,
Yet I feel my tears.
I've lost count of the days,
The months, and the years.

This traffic light
Inside my head...
I'm scared of the day
When it turns red.
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47. The Demons And Me

Some things in life just can't be explained. The pain and sadness a person truly feels inside is unique, and although we try to understand, we never truly will. This poem was written about a traumatic experience in my life that has consumed 15 long years and counting. Sometimes it's just not possible to move forward.
- By Levari
- Published by Family Friend Poems June 2010 with permission of the Author.
Lifelong Struggle Due To Traumatic Experience Poem

I got this feeling deep inside,
Not sadness or hatred, not even pride,
A blank spot on a map,
Where something used to be,

I got this feeling deep inside,
Not sadness or hatred, not even pride,
A blank spot on a map,
Where something used to be,

Every time I think about it,
My head begins to hurt.
My eyes fill with tears;
These are the silent screams that nobody hears,

Clutching my pillow tightly,
I let it all out again.
There's no use trying to flee,
It's just the demons and me.

They come late at night,
Flooding my mind,
Shredding my soul,
And I wonder will I ever be whole?

Like a song left on loop,
I relive the same moment,
Each and every night,
It's not fair; it's just not right,

Blessed with 23 years of life,
The last 15 have all revolved around one day,
That will never let me be,
But that's just the demons and me.
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48. My Death

Sometime a couple years ago I was just feeling really depressed and down on my luck. So I decided to write out my feelings in words. This poem represents my outlook on life at the time that I wrote it.
- By Adam
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2010 with permission of the Author.
A silent shadow
stalking me in the night.
The doors are open
but I cannot see the light.

A silent shadow
stalking me in the night.
The doors are open
but I cannot see the light.
The gray mist
into the abyss I fall.
And I do not know
what my life was at all.
I cannot see
the path before me
as his cloaked hands
bring me to one knee.
And what I see
is not heaven at all.
But a hell much more worse
than nothing at all.
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49. Do You Know

I wrote this after my husband of 10 years decided that he did not want to be a "Husband." We have a terrific 7 year old son who has been handed something that I, at 38, do not yet know how to handle. I do my very best, for my very best (my son).

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- By Michelle Boyd
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2009 with permission of the Author.
Poem For When A Marriage Falls Apart

Do you know a life of loneliness and one filled with pain,
living a life with nothing to gain,
Surrounded by darkness, overwhelmed with shame.
A life without peace with no one to blame.

Do you know a life of loneliness and one filled with pain,
living a life with nothing to gain,
Surrounded by darkness, overwhelmed with shame.
A life without peace with no one to blame.

Do you know of a place unseen,
A place that holds only shattered dreams,
A place filled with sorrow with no end in sight,
I am given this gift each and every night.

Do you know of a place so cold,
This is the place I call my soul,
A place without hope or comforting dreams,
A life not worth living wouldn't it seem.

Do you know of a life that should have never been,
And the feeling that today this life has to end.
One more day of sadness is much too hard to bear,
I am tired of living a life of heartache and despair.

Do you know a person with so much pain inside,
Or the feeling of loneliness when no one hears your cries,
Maybe when the tears are gone and I can clearly see,
The only question left will be...

DO YOU KNOW ME

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50. The Ending Start

Hi. My name is Ethan Wulf. I'm chronically depressed from the death of my mother and grandfather, who was my only father figure, and I'm a very discontent person. But I try not to complain because I know nobody likes a complainer. I'm 17 and I'm sick of high school. I'm sure we've all been there, right kids? Well, I'm not much on introductions. If you really actually care to get to know me and about me, just read my poetry. Thanks for your time.
- By Ethan Wulf
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.
Chronically Depressed

I've written everything I have to say,
But the words, they rot and fall away.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before
And slowly sinking just in sight of shore.

I've written everything I have to say,
But the words, they rot and fall away.
So with a hole in the bottom, I'm stuck in the same boat as before
And slowly sinking just in sight of shore.

I work so hard to make my life worse
Sometimes I think I'm better off in the back of a hearse,
But I know I could never leave her behind.
She's the one I've been searching for all this time.

And though she confesses to me all of her love,
Selfishly I feel that it is not enough.
I know it in my heart, oh I swear,
There is someone so much better for her out there.

I dream about her all day long,
Yet when we're together, it all feels wrong.
Something isn't right, and I know it's me
Because you're a beautiful, perfect being.

I can never just be what and who I am.
So much discontent I don't think anyone understands,
I put my feelings into words that rhyme
To give everyone who cares a glimpse of what's inside.

Why must it be that I'm never satisfied.
I have all I could want; still I lie awake at night
And wish for more.
So much discontent.

It's the end that I wish was near.
Just the letdown that I fear.
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51. Feel Again

In the poem the author delves into introspective contemplation about his own emotions and the longing to experience them fully once again. Through his observations of others living their lives, he wonders why he feels disconnected and how he arrived at this point. Memories of past emotions flood his mind as he sits in the shadows, pondering the possibility of feeling again.
- By Jeff J Breseee
- Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.
Unveiling The Shadows Of Depression

Much time I now spend, watching
Watching as others pass by, living
Living their lives
I watch not for care of wanting to know them

Much time I now spend, watching
Watching as others pass by, living
Living their lives
I watch not for care of wanting to know them
Or even so as to learn from what they do and say
I simply watch...and wonder
Wondering why. Why do I feel this way?
Wondering how. How have I come to this point?
Wondering when. When can I ever hope to feel again?
As I watch, I remember
Remember what it was like...
To feel as they feel
To laugh as they laugh
To cry as they cry
To hope as they hope
To hurt as they hurt
To love, to hate, to long, to fear, to yearn...to rejoice...to live
But such is all that I have...memories
Memories which flow before my mind's eye
Even as the people flow before my gaze
And I, I sit quietly in the shadow...
And wonder.
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52. Taking It Day By Day

I wrote this poem a little after reading some on this site. As I read through all the poems about others suffering from depression, as I am, I wrote this both as an outlet and as a way to give people a look into what it's like to live every day with depression.

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- By Vincent Ramos
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Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed,
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog.

Each day I live, the pain consumes
What little sanity I have bloomed,
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog.

Life just seems grim.
I think on a whim.
Interest lost in everything I do,
But what a life, who really knew?

Depressed to a fault, that's all I see.
Death just seems like the only way for me.
A waste of time I feel I am,
But that's its nature, a full mind-jam.

I try and try to ease the pain,
A fallen effort with no gain.
Thoughts begin to eat away,
Makes me want to end it today.

Uncomfortable around others for the way I feel.
I pray and wish this all wasn't real.
Life just seems more like a prison,
Caged, alone, an abomination risen.

No one could ever understand
Why I would want my death sooner than planned.
It's not something I want for me,
But to end my suffering this is what has to be.

So I write this all as I fall from grace.
Down to this place, some barren waste.
I know not how much longer I will last,
But all I can do is pray that this will just pass.
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53. Life As I See It

Written for all the years of depression when everyone tried to tell me to just be normal and get over it...
- By Linda Morrow
- Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008 with permission of the Author.
Depression Poem About Life

Life is a bitter sweet pill
I am forced to take against my will
Everyone trying to pull me
Back into so called reality

Life is a bitter sweet pill
I am forced to take against my will
Everyone trying to pull me
Back into so called reality
Why, I ask, what does it hold?
Don't they see I have nothing, I am so cold
My veins have no heat pumping through
My depression makes everything a shaded hue
In my heart I have no laughter, joy, or love
I have prayed, but there are no answers from above
My reality is not like other people's seem to be
Silent screaming inside of me, constant feelings of misery
Just want to withdraw into my own little safe haven
Just to be left alone and have people realize I am not worth saving
So please don't save me
I don't want to come back to your reality
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54. My Daughter's Tears

Dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has suffered most of her life with depression. I don't ever want to lose her, so I love her through her pain.
- By Annabel Sheila
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Daughter's Depression

Until it affects someone we love,
We don't even know it's there.
It's really not our problem,
So why should we care.

Until it affects someone we love,
We don't even know it's there.
It's really not our problem,
So why should we care.

The statistics are quite shocking,
One in four they say
Will suffer from depression
In their lives one day.

There's not much stigma anymore
For this serious mental flaw.
But no one knows where it will strike,
It's just the luck of the draw.

No one would choose to live with it,
And some don't even try.
I see my daughter suffering
And all she can do is cry.

Most people turn the other cheek,
They've been doing it for years.
But I must face the pain I see,
In my daughter's tears.
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55. Inside Out

People only see what I let them see.

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- By Angie M Flores
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008 with permission of the Author.
Analysis of Form and Technique

Outside lives a girl with a smile that will brighten up the room,
yet inside hides a girl with a frown full of despair.

Outside lives a girl with eyes of joy that bring you to ease,

Outside lives a girl with a smile that will brighten up the room,
yet inside hides a girl with a frown full of despair.

Outside lives a girl with eyes of joy that bring you to ease,
yet inside hides a girl shedding tears of sadness.

Outside lives a girl with a beautiful laugh that's contagious,
yet inside hides a girl screaming her lungs out in unwanted anger.

Outside lives a girl with the personality everyone envies,
yet inside hides a girl full of insecurities and shame.

Outside lives a girl who is fearless and tough,
yet inside hides a weak girl who lives in fear.

Outside lives a girl full of life,
yet inside hides a girl full of pain, wanting to die.

Outside lives a girl with a perfect image,
yet inside hides a girl with regrets and mistakes.

Outside lives a girl of innocence,
yet inside hides a girl with tremendous guilt.

Outside lives a girl with goals and aspirations,
yet inside lives a girl lost in confusion.

What you see on the outside is my personal disguise.
What hides underneath, you can't even begin to imagine.
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56. The Ruse

No one can truly understand depression unless you either live with it or love someone who lives with it. This poem is dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has been suffering from depression for so long I don't remember when she wasn't depressed. All I can do is try and love her through her pain...
- By Annabel Sheila
- Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008 with permission of the Author.
Poem Unmasking The Hidden Struggle Of Depression

She's beauty, style, poise and grace,
At least she appears to be.
But no one knows the girl who hides
Behind the face they see.

She's beauty, style, poise and grace,
At least she appears to be.
But no one knows the girl who hides
Behind the face they see.

Her self-esteem is all but gone,
Of her ego there's barely a trace.
There's so much pain behind the mask
She wears upon her face.

Depression has controlled her life
With far too many tears.
Her smile is fake; she's good at it;
She's been doing it for years.

The cover is what attracts us
To the story within the book.
And she's afraid that without the ruse,
No one would bother to look.
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57. Depression Is Never Ending

Depression seems as if it will never end.
- By Sarah Boston
- Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008 with permission of the Author.
Wanting Depression To Go Away

Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.

Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.
I feel as if I'm a prisoner
In the dungeon's lair.
And as always, no one cares.
Do I dare?
Dare to care about anyone but me?
Could it be,
Someone there?
Someone there to care?
No, just an image.
That's the way it will always be,
No matter how hard I try.
I just want to get by.
I go through life day by day.
I thought pain was supposed
To go away with time,
But it's not.
It's still here,
Here with the fear,
Fear that I will get hurt more.
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58. Deep Inside

The complicated feelings of depression
- By Amanda
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2007 with permission of the Author.
Poem About The Pain Of Hiding Emotions

When I smile, deep inside I want to frown
When I laugh, deep inside I want to cry
When you look into my eyes
You think everything is all right

When I smile, deep inside I want to frown
When I laugh, deep inside I want to cry
When you look into my eyes
You think everything is all right
But deep inside
I want to die
Maybe one day
I won't feel like this
Til then I'll be happy on the outside
And crying on the inside
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59. Struggling With Depression And Suicide

For all those who are suffering with depression (written by Debbie Leads 8/10/03)

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- By Debbie Leads
- Published by Family Friend Poems December 2007 with permission of the Author.
Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.

Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.

It seems that the struggle
Is always here with me,
And I wouldn't be here now
If guilt would leave me be.

I know there's been many
Who've had it worse than I,
But that doesn't always mean
That I wouldn't say good-bye.

People say I have a lot going for me.
I'm sorry, but I just can't see.
I can't see because my worst enemy
Is not my life but inside of me.

Always on a roller coaster,
Not much consistency.
I'm nothing if I'm not up or down.
I'm nothing if just "me."

Very little energy,
Wanting to stay in bed,
Wishing to be enthusiastic
Instead of feeling like I'm made of lead.

Wanting to be excited,
Wanting to care for more,
But when nothing makes sense,
It's hard to focus on the poor.

Cluttered mind, cluttered thinking.
It's hard to keep in touch
With what is happening around me
And not to worry too much.

I feel that everybody is better than me
And that I can't do anything right.
This is how I've felt my whole dang life;
It didn't just start last night.

No confidence, no self-esteem.
Everybody else is right.
To speak my mind is to be a fool,
So I just try to "sit tight."

Any one of these problems
Would be a heavy vice,
But when you have them ALL
Living seems like a roll of the dice.
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Depression Poems - Page 3

41. When You Feel Like You Can't Go On

This is how I feel every day, and I can't seem to talk about it; it's easier to write it in a poem style. Thanks for reading.

42. Death

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43. Stay Strong

I'm 16, and every day I face depression and suicidal thoughts... I didn't know what to do anymore, besides take the broken glass and cut. I hate how am I, so I went back to my counselor and told her how I've been doing. I told her the truth...hopefully it helps.

44. Teardrops

I wrote this poem about my life at home, how I feel, and everything that goes on.

45. Sweet Agony

This poem is about my struggle with depression and self-mutilation. I have been fighting for 5 years and this is how it feels sometimes. I really hope I can relate to someone and help them know they are not alone, even though it is extremely easy to feel like you are.

46. Traffic Light

47. The Demons And Me

48. My Death

Sometime a couple years ago I was just feeling really depressed and down on my luck. So I decided to write out my feelings in words. This poem represents my outlook on life at the time that I wrote it.

49. Do You Know

I wrote this after my husband of 10 years decided that he did not want to be a "Husband." We have a terrific 7 year old son who has been handed something that I, at 38, do not yet know how to handle. I do my very best, for my very best (my son).

50. The Ending Start

51. Feel Again

52. Taking It Day By Day

I wrote this poem a little after reading some on this site. As I read through all the poems about others suffering from depression, as I am, I wrote this both as an outlet and as a way to give people a look into what it's like to live every day with depression.

53. Life As I See It

Written for all the years of depression when everyone tried to tell me to just be normal and get over it...

54. My Daughter's Tears

Dedicated to my beautiful daughter who has suffered most of her life with depression. I don't ever want to lose her, so I love her through her pain.

55. Inside Out

People only see what I let them see.

56. The Ruse

57. Depression Is Never Ending

Depression seems as if it will never end.

58. Deep Inside

The complicated feelings of depression

59. Struggling With Depression And Suicide

For all those who are suffering with depression (written by Debbie Leads 8/10/03)