Poem – Living With Depression

Yesterday haunts me and tomorrow escapes me

I cannot see through the apparition

to see myself where my reflection once was

I wipe and wipe the glass as if I can clear it

But you cannot wipe away the past

The best I can do is see glimpses of me

When I walk away

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