Poem: Speaking to you
Sometimes I feel your tears
Run through my swollen eyes
It’s your sorrow
That fills my veins
It’s your pain
That is poured into my cup
I cannot enjoy the happy moments anymore
You have become my blanket of sorrow
You are my only path to happiness
I have a plan to take us out of this pain
I am going to speak to you
Speaking to you is only the beginning
I hope you can open up
And we can talk
We will talk about the empty blue sky
About the silliness of the season
We will empty our bowl of pain
Into the limitless sea of hope
We will find our togetherness
Inside the cup of nothingness
We will be reunited
By the oneness of our spirit
Surely joy will dress our hearts
And happiness will find our souls
I am praying for the moment
When our hearts will be opened
And poured into the tree of life
Love will blossom again
And our hearts will be renewed
Our tears will be wiped
Our sorrow will disintegrate
Our spirit will be free
Dedicated to all people affected by Depression
©Kenneth Maswabi
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