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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 5 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!