Recovery from depression is shitty! One starts to recover, and thinks that one has a grip on sanity and the ability to function. And then, randomly (OK, not that randomly), suddenly there will be a bad emotional dip where one is suddenly transported to the worst mental space one can be in. It's worse because one knows the feeling; the numbing pain as one that represents the worst days of Depression's Drama. This is about just another of THOSE days....
They ask me
What makes a bad day bad;
They wonder
Why I suddenly feel sad.
They question
What brought it on;
They debate
About what could be done.
They'll never know,
I'm glad to say....
How I felt
On waking today.
For,
For no reason
I was....
Falling, hurting,
Sinking, drowning,
Silenced, stifled,
Frozen, broken.
All at once,
And all the time!
T'was for nor reason,
Neither rhyme.
But though the darkness seems
To never end;
I live in hope..
Tomorrow's different.
They ask me
What makes a bad day bad;
They wonder
Why I suddenly feel sad.
They question
What brought it on;
They debate
About what could be done.
They'll never know,
I'm glad to say....
How I felt
On waking today.
For,
For no reason
I was....
Falling, hurting,
Sinking, drowning,
Silenced, stifled,
Frozen, broken.
All at once,
And all the time!
T'was for nor reason,
Neither rhyme.
But though the darkness seems
To never end;
I live in hope..
Tomorrow's different.
