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About This Poem
Clinical depression is a serious and often paralyzing illness. I wrote this poem to describe the overwhelming feelings of isolation and hopelessness often experienced by those who are suffering from Clinical Depression.
Drifting and alone in unknown seas
Waves come washing over me
I have the urge to swim, but can't
Just me all alone caught in the current's dance.
Assault of emotions, tears like the rain
Alone in the calm tranquil sea of my pain.
Ball of fire blazing down upon my head
My existence filled with dread,
Buffeted by the changing wind
Until the thunderheads gather above again.
I never see them until they are there,
Alone as I drift, without a prayer.
Over my head their anger breaks,
Stealing my breathe in their wake.
This time surely, my life they will take
Reaching up, gasping for breathe
Cries for help fall on ears gone deaf.
Still alive I don't know why
For I am now prepared to die.
Blistered and parched my bleeding heart
Remnants of my soul torn all apart.
It would be so easy to just give in,
Slip under the water and to my end.
I don't know why I continue on
Each night believing in the coming dawn,
For though the sun will surely rise
Its promise is just another lie.
If no one can see me, am I already a ghost?
Lost forever with no hope?
Desperate pleas for some kind of change
But the answers remain just out of range.
Hallucination or mirage,
My weary mind must be the cause.
If I could only fall asleep and get some rest
I might find my way out of this mess,
Instead I continue to drift in and out of fog
Everything is still all wrong.
Should I lay me down to sleep
Into my dreams sadness will creep
And I will just be washed away
So I fight to stay wide awake
I have the urge to swim but can't
Just me all alone, caught in the current's dance.
-Kristen Burns-Darling ©January 2012 (all rights reserved)