Depression
Rain fell,
a shower,
as I stood outside
the darkened bar.
The town,
though small,
was still alive.
The hour
so late,
my mood
so dark,
my life
so solitary,
added up to pain.
I'd taken to roaming
the streets
after the early morning had come.
Alone, forgotten,
ignored, nobody,
my soul was black,
like the sky above.
At dawn,
to bed,
to sleep the day.
Classes rejected,
teachers ignored,
grades forgotten,
credits withdrawn.
I didn't care.
I couldn't care.
I couldn't feel a thing
except the pain.
Every now and then
a break
in the clouds of my spirit would come.
Happy, chirpy,
peppy, full of cheer,
I'd throw myself into my cause.
It never lasted very long,
and the darkness came again.
For months,
the circle
twirled around me.
Darkness, light,
darkness, light,
'til finally I broke the loop,
and crawled out of the pit I'd dug,
and said, "No more," and saw the truth.
Email: jaygray@webtv.net
