I’m not a great poetess like Poet Wordsworth, but I try to give words to my feelings…
I’m depressed, depressed, depressed
I find depression all around me
Problems everywhere
Have made me despair
It is leading me to hopelessness
It is eating me just like 
A log is eaten by fire
Oh Lord! I pray thee 
To make the mountain of problems smaller
“Nay not” i heard
“Tis not the right way to pray
Pray your lord to
Strengthen up you
Pray thee, it uttered
To make your climbing easier”
That bright light disappeared
Leaving behind a message that
Pray God to make you strong
Not to decrease the huge mountain of problems.
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