DEPRESSION

I,ve just woken up from a wonderful dream
My husband was there with my nephew it seems
This all sounds so great why call it depression
I am now living alone

The reality on waking
left me crying and shaking
And walking and thining
My mind really sinking
Back into that deep dark hole

I  just wanted him to hold me
Cuddle me, unfold me
Tell me it will be alright
I dont have to fight this alone

My homes now a flat
I musnt look back
The silence the stillness
Im left with this illness

I wish he would just come home
To look after me like he always did
Or so I thought or felt
I never realised until he left
the qualaties he had in him

I only saw when he walked out the door
and returned to that fucking old whore

He was kind he was special
I,ve proved I wont find
another man like him
I have tried and tried
and now im all done in.