One moment, relatively content
The next, depressed
Sinking, flailing, lost
Devastatingly bereft
This darkness that surrounds me
Feels like an old friend
A comfort in the sorrow
Is joy around the bend?
Its been so very long
Since I’ve felt the warm embrace
As I age and years pass by
It feels like some sick race
Has my mind forgotten
How to feel the joy
The simple pleasures gone
Perhaps the feeling’s coy
In the abysmal depths I dwell
Sadness lingers far too long
Never known this well of tears
It’s horrible and wrong
In some strange way it’s penance
For all the tears suppressed
The feelings ignored, pushed down
Now beckoned at my behest
Is it me that calls them forth
Or some deep part sublime
Not the broken shattered ego
But the part that’s beyond time
