or worse suppression
for in the pool of my thoughts
I’m drowning and drooling
in the name of stress and strain
I mend
It bends and blends
more like a morning splendour
A vein disease
I cannot put at ease
or at least pain must cease
All I ever wanted was peace
I’m not insane
I’m in pain
I’m oppressed
I’m suppressed
or worse
I’m depressed