Mid Life
Falling further into the abyss
Of devastating loneliness
Falling faster than yesterday
Into the miasma of grief and pain
Slipping quickly into the soup
Depression has become my noose
Finding it easier to retreat inside
Too hard to deal with all the lies
Feeling stagnant where I stand
inspiration is out of grasp
Intermission to middle age
And all my skies are darker gray
Copyright © Jessica Zorn | Year Posted 2016
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