This is a poem i wrote while i was depressed a couple of months ago, helped me alot:
Time goes by:
i saw, how you craved the song of isolation
saw you break apart and burst away into the reigning dawn
so negative and yet so full of blaze
as you walk towards the horizon you burst into flames
and leave with the tune of morning
moving along the empty trail,
searching for everlasting brilliance.
and only a vow would be heard
in the barren dunes of yesterday
time goes by, forcing fathomless riddles to unfold
and thus nothing will be found
a reave of superstition
a cleansing of words
the diversions take hold
stuck on the pathway of unforseen events
never release the grip, when down to crawling
claim the hour to absorb the last minute rays
resort to complete, and merge with the forms
time goes by
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