DEPRESSION 101

DEPRESSION 101
Copyright 2013 Gordon Kuhn
All Rights Reserved
U Toucha My Poem I Breaka U Face

Depression comes to visit and
Finds me sleeping on the floor
On the floor near the door
Sleeping on the floor near the door
A pillowed blanket colored sand
In the bedroom by the bed
Where such dreams I find I’m fed
To show past terrors I am led
And depression slips in without notice
Slips in without warning forming
Deep into my head,
My mind conforming
It found and easily opened an unlocked door
And led me through the flowers there
To outskirts of dismal country spread
The dread of failing at my task
Was the doorway into my sleeping head
And there I lay and dream of dead
Until I wake in sweat of dread. 10/12/13

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