What Depression Means To Me

I see shades of blue in a brightly hued world.
So much blue, that my rivers overflow
With sadness and pain and sorrows and rain
That effuses down in emotion
And sometimes the river swallows me whole,
And I slice my way out to the top
But the shore is dry—
Brimming with nothing and empty
And everyone else is alive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
August 14, 2019 at 12:41 PM
This poem delighted me, Avery. Especially this part: "And I slice my way out to the top But the shore is dry—" Welcome to Soup!
Lewis Avatar
August 17, 2019 at 10:22 AM
Thanks Caren!
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