Black Dog Poem by Matthew Densley

Feeling lonesome in a crowd full of friends
With a burnt broken heart that never mends
An era of torment that never ends
When of love and pleasure you feel deprived

At times not knowing what it is you live for
To know your heart beats when you see your blood pour
When mind and soul are forever at war
Pain is a comfort to know you're alive

To not have the things that you will desire
To not meet the standards that people require
When life feels bleak and beginning to tire
The hope you once had will not be revived

The black dog's bite leaves infection and pain
In its absence to know it will come back again
Peace is something you can never attain
It's a constant battle just to survive





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