Depressions in my life
Depressions in my life
Within my life there is no more delight
And no more joy
I cannot recognize myself anymore
I am just an illusion of misery
I am tired, pale and waxen
Inside nearly dead
I am nowhere
Don´t know where I am
And where I belong to.
I am like a lost soul
In a swaying flesh
Twelve completely different halves
To whose communication
It might probably never reach
The physicians act their parts
And botch around
But they don´t have anything
That might help me
Look, they let me down
In the darkness of the earth
Oh, it´s knocking on the door
The grim reaper comes.
Jenny Freudenberg
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