Quasimodo

Nothing has ever been bluer

than the black lining

that lays over my

back.

I took a step back

to allow the blues a

moment to display its recap.

The weight of the world

on my shoulders...

Mr. Hunchback!

Wrapping myself within

a black linen while

pretending to be the

hero and the villain.

I’ve been down for

a minute…

Depression,

Here’s a second,

tick, tick, tock…

Talk!

Reviews

[dan]

A very creatively thought out premise with Quasimodo serving as a metaphor for those who in some way do not fit in. When depression is upon a person that feeling of alienation is ever present. Not to mention that gigantic weight; carrying the world can prove quite cumbersome. Nicely written! take care...dan

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you for reading Dan!

[jeannemarie coulter]

drew me in and carried me along to the end...well penned...thank you

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you Jeanne!

[Rana]

What you did with blue, black, back in the first lines was great quite crispy while also wraping the theme of the poem. The Mr. Hunchback imagery feels so precise to describe the lows we have. You made depression come out so lively and in it's colors. Nice write.

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you Rana, I really appreciate it!

[xbxbzdvdsv]

Really liked this poem!! I thought it had some humor in it!

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you!

[AaronFreitas]

I can relate to that being down a minute... it creeps up without warning my friend.

[sinNsincerity]

Like a suckerpunch...

[Jamestown]

Wow! You really put a different perspective on depression here!
Well written my brother, Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[sinNsincerity]

It travels in different forms dude