When I went through my decade of depression I wrote poetry. I wrote to survive and to leave something to explain my demise if I could no longer go on surviving.
I wrote and wrote and from time to time I revisit it and marvel that I ever found a way through. But I did survive and what is more I eventually learned how to live and to love.
From to time - perhaps even a lot - I will reproduce some of these poems - the good and the not so good - here. They will help to tell my story.
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