here is a ditty i wrote whilst in the depths of depression last year ,now i'm not so depressed it seem to make sense out of lots of things in my life ,especially feeling responsible for all the pains of the world ,funny thing depression
always take care
even when i'm bare
from the lashings of christ
digging deep into your flesh
his message ignored
love another as i have loved you
a tear wells in my eyes
why do i have to feel
the pains of christ?