Best Depressionmuse Poems
The Muse had been gone for years
I sat alone
she was replaces by Depression
the Big D
I couldn't write anything of value
or worth
Academia replaced creativity
muck to honey
now the muse is back
I can smell colors
feel thoughts
my natural LSD
Depression is out to lunch
the Muse has opened the gates
the water of imagination
soaks the stone cold
once dried dead dam
Christ came back after 3 days
I've been resurrected 3 years later.