Depression-what does it feel like?

Wings clipped, feathers oiled
Aborted daily take-offs
Wading in treacle 

Lacklustre. Can’t breathe.
Manic inactivity
Encroaching numbness

Confused, forgetful
Endless lists, tasks for the day
Sleep; insomnia

Dark introspection
Fatigue, every effort blanked
Fortified shutters 

Rainbow long faded
Black and white and shades of grey
Monochrome living 

Endless shivering
Blue ice pumps through veins
This polar cap never melts 

Deflated, let down
Weighted to the ground; handcuffed
Every bubble bursts 

No winner’s medals
Struggle to the starting line
Not at the races 

Dries up. Flourishes; small steps
Something from nothing 

Callous self-hatred
Stricken senseless. Alien
Crushed by fate. Friendless 

First hurdle faller
The conspiracy of life
Odds on a loser 

Break down, break up, no breakthrough
Corralled, reined in, trapped 

Frustration, anger
Crescendo of emotion
Threatens to burst forth 

Regrets, lost chances
Tears of disappointment well
Lost soul, futile search. 

That’s what it feels like to me.


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  3. Hi Caroline,

    Your poem describes things perfectly. But I feel that I’ve seen this before. I can’t believe I have not been here before – to comment and hit “like”. Is it possible I saw these on another blog? Do you kee a second version of PoppyPosts?

    Thanks. 🙂

    – Phoenix

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