Once more
You have come
And embraced me
In your dark arms.
Whether or not
I want it.
As
Sudden showers
Deluge my face
In a constant stream
Of emotional tears.
Catching me
Off guard
At their arrival.
Mentally
I have
A large red circle
On the calendar
For your ETA.
Placing your arrival
Another week
Or so
From now.
Much
To my chagrin.
Knowing
You'll be freeloading
Off of me.
For the next
Several weeks
To months.
If lucky
Will reduce
My waist
By a size
Or two.
For the upcoming
Fall and winter
clothing seasons.
Mustn't forget
Your next visitation
In November.
Lucky me.
Therisa © 2016
Author's note: The Orlando Massacre, at the Pulse nightclub has triggered, an earlier onset of my Spring/Summer bout of depression. In the past, I have been known to drop, at least, 2 or more dress size, during this period. Wish, I could say, this year's bout of depression will mild, but, with the 10th anniversary of coming out, to my mom and her rejection of me, have the feeling, it will be one of those years, which I am lucky to avoid the blackest of depressions.
4 comments:
You described this arrival of an unwanted, persistent guest in terms we can relate to very well.
To have to suffer those depressions on a regular basis must be such a burden to carry... I hope it will be a light one, coming out of it soon... take care.
I like the image "you.... embrace me in your dark arms"...and the analogy of it freeloading....It does creep up and catch us unawares...........stay strong, Therisa.
I have a daughter who suffers with depression, so I'll spare you anything resembling "cheer up" but I will say, stay the course you'll make it through. I hope it's not too rough.
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