26 February 2013
When you feel like words,
Can never build walls -
Yet break them within a heartbeat,
You see the how people will fall.
Those thousand thoughtless times,
Seeking answers never there,
We realise how far we've fallen -
The sadness made aware.
Yet depression in itself,
Is duller than appears -
The tears often and plenty,
And tomorrow forever feared.
Enough • Opuss № I