Depression

I am not the person I once was I am the person I don’t want to be I have no energy, no enthusiasm I have no passion for things that surround me I have ebbed, never to return I am barren of creativity This thing called depression I care not where it takes me Now alone, I hear the voices that once inspired me They have no meaning, just cacophony I have been shaped by negativity I have been diminished by mediocrity

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Michelle Mac Donald

Date: 5/1/2011 2:05:00 AM

A sad and profound write, Howard. Would be horrible getting trapped by "Depression". If the voices are now "just cacophony" it doesn't sound like you're in listening mode. Meditation might push away this lethargy. Wishing for you the best! Mikki

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/4/2010 11:45:00 AM

deep and strong write, i get how sometimes we can be altered by others negativity which makes us fall deeper to depression, sad write, enjoyed..P.D.