Melancholy thoughts
Are blustering
Throughout
My mind.
Like the aftermath
Of a large emotional storm
Having swept across
My soulscape.
Struggling
To switch on
My internal generator
To get on
With the day.
Venus Star
And Squeak
Are crying
In their cat voices.
Having failed
In their attempts
To jump start
My body's motor.
As I sink
Ever lower.
Until
I find myself
A mere handspan
Above the floor
That's marked
Despair.
Hoping
My levees
Are strong enough
To withstand
The incoming hurricane
Of tears.
That's coming
In the following days
For me.
As I wish
I could say
It's idle speculation
But history says
Otherwise.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: Normally, I suffer depression, on a semi-annually basis, (From late June to August, and November to February), except this year, My Fall/Winter depression doesn't want to leave, as it seems to be making a surge, to regain, what strength it has lost over the past two months. Lucky me, not! Worse, it's interconnected with my struggle to control my diabetes.
Sigh.
4 comments:
You poor baby. (Big hugs for you.) I don't think you can be a poet and NOT battle this.
What meds do you take? Do you drown yourself in vitamins, water, and sunshine? Also walking, dancing, and laughing as much as possible. I just try to be the stupidest, most ridiculous person possible. ... It helps. :)
But when the sadness tsunami strikes, all you can do is ride it ... knowing that a lot of other people are right there with you.
She, am not taking anything for my depression, due to my chemical sensitive, beyond vitamin D. Have tried 8 different meds, over the past 9 years, each one is more toxic to my body, then the previous one. On top of this, am dealing anxiety disorders, PTSD and agoraphobia, which makes life interesting.
Thank you, for your concern over my mental and physical health, I do appreciate this.
I am sorry for your suffering, tender soul. We live in such a painful world.
It's ok, She, just of life. Sometimes, we get dealt a rotten hand. Just trying to make the best of it, that's all. :)
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