Depression

Depression



My depression 
is steep
It is as a deep back lhole in space

From which neither the 
light of dreams
Nor a loud thunderous 
scream
can escape.




John Thomas Tansey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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December 9, 2019 at 3:14 AM
The thunderous scream I recognize. It is so aptly written, John.
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