The Prison Of The Depressed
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I have love inside me, But it is unfeeling. My soul pleas for justice, Yet hides my own sins. My God is with me, but I do not feel Him. The world is close to me, Yet, human comfort is out of reach. Words do not form. Ideas wilt away. Faith is placid. The sickness is enveloping me. I must find freedom from this unwanted cage. My sun will be unleashed. My passion must be awakened and my pained heart will be sated... Once more.