Happy Birthday to Me.
Happy Birthday to Me.
After 40 years of agony,
I want to be free.
Where is my serenity?
I live in a sea
awash with paranoia.
Is there any hope for me?
Depression is killing me,
not physically, but spiritually.
Constantly seeking answers
is wearing badly on me.
Happy Birthday to me.
Happy Birthday to me.
In my world of confusion,
I want peace and tranquility.
Happy Birthday!
Anthony
Journey Through Divorce
I love the poem and DO wish you both peace and tranquility. Happy birthday to you, babe. 🙂
Depression is a terrible thing to live with. I suffer from Clinical depression, so I know exactly how you feel.
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Thank you, everyone!