Short Depressionmuse Poems

Returned

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.