Depression' Spell

Did we come to a meeting! Or Did life shake it's coin! This path has but problems So pondering on it makes one Weary and dreadful Yes, At least have just learnt As the wind blows and my mind saw the truth It took it's scared head, Buried it's sting and fled. Never will it locate me I am so to allow it's vices, I have been Bewitched Mere focusing on my problems Never thinking of the miracles, The joy and goodness It stole my joy for a day Now I rebuke it, I must be cheered Where my pills do not see me Call my doc, Is that word alive Divine intervention come nigh I feel like a child, Soaked in it's mess My head flies Sorrows aback, Floating feelings Lonely to stupor I need thee