By Korinne Phillips
Go away my pain and sorrow
If you have to be here at all, come back tomorrow.
Today is the day I refuse to let be blue.
My body will no longer be more weak than you.
The depressing thoughts that were once under my skin
will now be the pillow where I rest my head.
I wash my hands with you and watch you swirl down the drain.
My depression will no longer cause me much pain.
You can now stare at the smile upon my face
and be sad because that’s where you once took your place
But my happiness is something I no longer hide
Because you depression, no longer kill me inside.