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Depression reflection poem - The Black Dog still barks at me

Updated on October 7, 2012


I used to believe that anything was possible


But the Black Dog killed that fire in me


Extinguishing my hopes and dreams


Desire became a thing of the past


Fear becoming the only thing that I could see.


Clinging to certainties


Whilst bursting at the seams


Itching to dive into a life


That was becoming hazier by the day


This disease grabbing each aspiration


And making me watch them float away.


The Black Dog is still barking


His call not so shrill now


Perhaps the dimming has been done


So I can't feel the limbo he put me in.








(c) Copyright scarletquill99 2010.

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      Laura Tykarski 4 years ago from Pittsburgh PA

      Voted up and awesome also an owner of a "black dog," From my own experience there is a beginning-middle and end ,writing helps when not too clouded...keep pushing onward. You are not alone in the fight.

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      Cresentmoon2007 6 years ago from Caledonia, MI

      Voted up! Well written from the heart. Thank you for sharing.

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      Yeshuan 6 years ago from North Carolina

      As someone who suffers from depression, all I know to say is that I know exactly how this feels. Very well written!