The Wordsmiths Book 2021

Depression

Wanderer – Wandering roads stretching ever on Firelit hearths number on and on Look inside and one shall find Warmth and laughter, but never mine Carry on, carry on, Onwards until the light’s demise Nostalgia – Empty rooms once filled Lonely, broken hearts once whole Silent teardrops fall

Despair- Storms gather, night falls The pain of one lost to all Yielding to despair’s maul

Loneliness- Watching from afar Seeing joy, laughter unreachable Observing, yearning Yet- The sun has yet to set, The stars have yet to dim, The birds have yet to grow silent,

The world has yet to end, Yet, why do I still despair?

Last man standing – Who am I now, in this strange new age

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