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Depression

Depression is a choice we make  
No one can inflict it upon us  
Were fated to make the same mistakes  
When failing to see what's beyond us  
   
Emotions are the tools we have  
They are not a part of our being  
They are the masters of the ones  
Who stumble through life without seeing  
   
But if you could calm the seas    
And not be moved by every breeze  
Then youl cure your minds disease  
And reach the center of your being  
   
Thoughts may tug you here and there  
And suddenly catch you unaware  
And repeatedly lead you astray  
"Were only human" as they say  
   
But one who masters their own mind    
Has changed from human to divine  
The lesser cares no longer blind  
To one who sees the grand design
Written by RavenofSorrow
Published | Edited 22nd Mar 2015
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