depression can be such an all consuming emotion
yet it fills the void in the deepest part of the soul
like water makes up the bulk of the ocean
I am unable to see yet for me what tomorrow hold
and when I wrap myself up in the blankets of self pity
I become trapped within their scratchy folds
on my own instinctive judgment I am no longer so
readily reliant
so anger steps in taking its intended place
by becoming devious devastating and defiant
why I have been so heartlessly knocked down from love
and expectations protruding little peg
I do not know
relationships would be a lot simpler if every plain
Jane fell for just any old reliable Joe
but of course that's not always so
though where some prefer to stay
know that I prefer to go
and that's exactly what my mind drums
into the beat of my heart
it says leave this crippled feeling
before the rest of this network
( meaning me)
falls promptly apart............
(written March 28,1992 am)