The Living

The living.

I was sitting among

The green sharp grass

Dreaming about how life

Would be different, thinking about the future

How I could be happy

Or how I could be filled with Depression

The thing about Depression

It likes to keep you among

The sad instead of the happy

As I lay in the sharp green grass

I wishing to be free and happy

in this place is what I want in life

Dreaming about the sharp green blades of grass

making a wall or a shield from the never ending depression

The blades of green grass leave cuts..

Reviews

[Morgan Calero]

Lol I am a girl >.< But thanks

[Nitesh Mahabal]

Nice One Sir. Super Like. Loved It