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Dread
I fear each day, but don't know why.
Just want to hide away in bed
And sleep my troubling thoughts away.
What is it that I daily dread?
I have no pain or injury
Yet must endure constant fears
Of sorrow, trouble, unknown threats
That lurk and sometimes end in tears.
My darling wife (her life now Hell)
Tries to comfort my trembling mind
With cheerful talk of happier times.
I don't deserve a friend so kind.
Just want to hide away in bed
And sleep my troubling thoughts away.
What is it that I daily dread?
I have no pain or injury
Yet must endure constant fears
Of sorrow, trouble, unknown threats
That lurk and sometimes end in tears.
My darling wife (her life now Hell)
Tries to comfort my trembling mind
With cheerful talk of happier times.
I don't deserve a friend so kind.
Published 19th Dec 2019
Author's Note
Written in final form after a month on antidepressant medication. We are both much happier now.
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