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Where Is My Home?

April 25, 2017
By Anonymous

I can't find my home.

Where is everyone?

I can't call a phone.

 

Out in the streets, I roam,

The people I find are none,

I can't find my home.

 

Everything is an undertone,

On the floor, I see a gun,

I can't call a phone.

 

I could be walking through a catacomb,

But then I must run,

I can't find my home.

 

I try to read a tome,

But there is no sun,

I can't call a phone.

 

Everything is now monochrome,

I picked up the gun and the deed is done.

I can never again find my home.

I can never again call a phone.


The author's comments:

Depression is a very sensitive topic to many people. The person experiencing it feels like they cannot find anyone to talk to anyone and cannot find their place in society. I wrote this in order to explore feelings of depression and suicide. I do not have suicidal thoughts and tendencies myself, however, exploring this topic proved to be interesting and intriguing. With this poem, I hope to implore readers to explore the topic of depression, so that they can help themselves or loved ones get the help they need.


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