Um...yeah I wrote a billion poems one right after the other today...which is extremely odd cuz I didn't think I would ever do the poetry thing again. It comes and goes...now as to the questions about me being depressed, such questions make me unbelievably uncomfortable so...please refrain. Thanx. This could be from anyone's point of view.
DEVOTION
Ask anything of me;
To serve you is heaven.
I would gladly suffer
To spare you pain.
I would take the fall
To keep you from blame.
I would risk it all
To have one moment with
you.
And, should you ask it,
I would surrender my
life
To see you smile
And know that, just
once
I pleased you.
Ask anything of me;
To serve you is to
breathe again.
Yeah...again, plz no depression comments. Robin: Are you taking your medication faithfully? Dusty: ...No. Robin: -inches away- Anyway...I'll put up another tomorrow. -Dusty
