by Valerie Cerami

Created on: February 08, 2011

A Glimpse Into Depression


How could this shroud cover my mood —
Squelch my nerve,
Consume my verve

Cloud my will,
Overpower with brood —

Not granting me a vote
In my very own happiness —
Or lack there of

Extinguishing all joy,
Spewing confusion,
Vaporizing any pride

An invisible foe,
So apparent —
Never leaving my side

Acting the polar opposite
Of how I'd choose

To be —
Or not

I demand myself back!
My talents, wants and woes
Managible

The hold so tight,
So strangling,
So tangible

I can't fight it
With a kick or a scream —
I've tried

In doing so,
My spirit has died —
In the battle continuous

Only to resurrect,
To redirect,
To divert —
Yet never claim

An old,
Exhausted excuse
An all too familiar refrain

As for reasoning —
There's none,
Again and again
Lame

By it's loud, silent force
I abide —
As hard as I try
Not to listen
And to reclaim

All I can feel is the grip —
The crippling grip,
From which I cannot release,
Or comprehend what is beseeching

Turn the other cheek,
The other hand,
The other way —
There is no more

If I could only keep the Faith
Of my Self
Long ago

If I could only hold on
Long enough,
Just a little longer —

Until
I return,
Back to my Self
Restored

There's no room for 2!
But —
Who will preside
And
Who will be cast aside

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