David Kavanagh Poet Monorhyme

Falling Down

Side effect of intelligence, 
paradoxical mind embrace 
Negative thoughts seep in, 
an experience of disgrace
The price for overthinking, 
purpose trickles to a trace

So starts chain reactions, 
voids multiplying apace 
Depressive mental disorder, 
feeds off the human race 
Life exuberance wilting,
in it’s wake, catatonic space

Despair besets expression, 
revealing the blackest place 
Soporific slurred speech, 
doped eyes will soon efface
Medicated to prescription, 
it’s that look upon my face 

By
David Kavanagh

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Christopher Flaherty September 2, 2022 at 12:06 PM Side effect of intelligence Having to explain intelligence David Kavanagh September 2, 2022 at 1:35 PM That’s a major part of it Christopher, society doesn’t want broken minds Christopher Flaherty September 2, 2022 at 12:46 PM Think you are right Depression comes from wanting but not being able to change the status quo because other's don't seem to care or G.A.F Christopher Flaherty September 2, 2022 at 12:37 PM Intelligent write and thought-provoking Sadly probably lost on the many not the few David Kavanagh September 2, 2022 at 12:34 PM Intelligence is now the firm driver of our species Christopher, natural selection can never keep up with it, as far as life’s concerned we’re into unknown territory, I believe it’s where all the depression comes from, cheers David

Tom Cunningham August 29, 2022 at 12:59 PM The dark abyss that many of us sometimes fall into, it's not a nice place. Hope you're well David. Tom David Kavanagh August 29, 2022 at 1:29 PM Thanks Tom, I’m doing ok, sometimes it’s paradoxically cathartic to pen such dark places, they’re better out than locked inside, oh to be human, cheers David

Vijay Pandit August 29, 2022 at 8:17 AM Your poem gives voice to many who suffer from depression. Purpose trickles to trace is a brilliant line expressing onset of decaying cognition. Despair aptly described, David. Best for a win. David Kavanagh August 29, 2022 at 8:58 AM Thank you Vijay, you totally get what I try to express in words, I think the enormity of our human intelligence sometimes comes into conflict with our latent instincts, overwhelming our minds causing severe forms of depression, I appreciate you stopping by, cheers David

Jenna Logan August 29, 2022 at 3:56 AM Negative thoughts often lead to depression, but when they become so severe that medication is needed... that's a serious situation. Finding the trigger that's responsible BEFORE the fall is key. I hope you're not in that dark place, David. David Kavanagh August 29, 2022 at 5:11 AM :) Jenna Logan August 29, 2022 at 5:07 AM You will be in my thoughts, David. Hugs to know you're appreciated. David Kavanagh August 29, 2022 at 4:30 AM Thank you Jenna I’m holding my own at the moment, negative thoughts are never too far away, sometimes no trigger but I am aware of the warning signs, a lot of people are in much darker places, I hope to get more involved in the soup over the coming weeks just needed a little time out, I appreciate your kind comment, cheers David

Michael Tor August 28, 2022 at 7:59 PM David you have shared a spiral journey into a depressive state. Well written and a fine entry for the Contest. Best wishes for the contest... David Kavanagh August 29, 2022 at 1:56 AM Thank you so much Michael, I think a lot of us have experienced these symptoms at certain points in our life, even the medication can be extremely difficult to deal with, cheers David