Depression
Of course, I regret
some things I did
but, I can't change
them now
I knew there was
a reason
but, didn't know how
to stand up
for myself
I let them whip me
down
which added to the
illness
I was carrying around
Finally, I gave in
told God to help me find
some saneness in my life
and He was being kind
when He let me have it
but, was there to save
what was left of me
those years of tears
and sadness
could have been prevented
if I had done as ordered
instead of ever consenting
Depression is my middle name
I hope it's never yours
and if it is, stay on your meds
that is the only cure?
Copyright © Polly Plafcan | Year Posted 2011
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