Her Emotions Always Unspoken
The depression startes to spread,
but not a word is said.
She keeps her mouth quiet,
for her luck is at it's end.
She touches her chest
to feel her heart
but unlike the rest
she doesn't feel a beat.
All she does is close her eyes,
&go take a seat,
She feels no emotion
but her comments stay unspoken.
So she takes it on her wrist,
and clenches her hand into a fist.
At the end of each day she tries not to cry
&luckily,manages a sigh.
by
ThatUnforgetableCharmposted on 05/08/2008
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