Depression’s Madness

[Originally posted 9-3-2014. – Owen]

Blankness presses down on me
And all seems but futility
The light that lately shone is gone
And much there is to dwell upon

Of friendships lost and jobs half-done
Of contests I have never won
The sound of lambs beside the sea
I always hear nocturnally

And dull blue chaos fills my ears
With no blanket to drape my fears
A prison cell in lieu of bed
Depression’s madness
In
My
Head

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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