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Hi friends, Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome. I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild, I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time. Please come back from time to time and read some more. I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read. Have a nice day. William Sinclair Manson. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.

THE DARKER SIDE OF LIFE.

Do you have any idea what its like to be depressed? always unhappy feeling stressed. Everyday the same nothing bright your brain is fried always in a fight. Hoping you never awake the next day caring less what people think or what they may say. Visiting doctors to be fed with pills watching all around you attending with ills. Nothing means anything no interest in life wondering what its like to be cut with a knife. Planning your demise each new day dreaming of wars and skies of Gray. Waiting for the time when you can finally rest your mind will stop working failing the test. People all around you staring at your shell personal hygiene forgotten beginning to smell. Don't care what you look like shabby and forlorn wearing old clothes tattered and torn. Days and nights the same cannot concentrate tears flowing wildly humanly a state. Who cares for you? more people than you know there is help out there to make you grow. Don't suffer in silence as millions do...
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