Depression

Posted: May 27, 1987 in Poetry
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Darkness embodied in failable emotion
Like being dragged down in a primeval ocean
When you’re up, you’re up, down you’re down
When I am depressed I become profound.
Astral blackness – a lonely sensation
Depression is far removed from elation.
Full of emptiness, my heart weighs heavy
No gleaming jewels wink from their bevy
Roaming disjoints of mental breath
Bordering closely on the pawns of death.
Though your life may be what’s in question
Don’t ever marry yourself to depression.

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