Last Words
The depressed are not broken
The depressed are not needy
The depressed are not annoying
The depressed have been told
Far too many times
(Considering that once is more than should be heard)
That they are
Broken
Needy
Annoying
The depressed were searching
The depressed were wanting
The depressed were asking
The depressed were hoping to find
A willing hand to pick them up
To embrace them with open arms
With an open mind
Compassionate heart
Loving soul
And patient kindness
They were
When they said their last words
Longing for a return to happiness
Torn from them
By despair's indiscriminate claws
Now, however, with their last words spoken
They will be remembered
Until the memory hurts too much
Then they will be mourned
Until the mourning takes too much
Then they simply
Will have been
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