The Title Will Come at the End.

The title will come at the end.

It rears its ugly head.

You fight it back

year after year.

You always have it

a mild drip, drip, drip

coursing through your veins.

There are times

when the dosage is too strong.

And you're left insensible,

vulnerable, and alone.

And circumstances don't help.

The longest spell you've had doesn't lift.

You can't go on like this.

Don't want to go on like this any more.

And physical problems escalate it

to a level never seen before.

You're out on your own in the world.

Support system no more.

Depression rears its ugly head.

Reviews

[Misery]

Very courageous poem. Thank you for sharing these words, Diana.
My euphemism for depression is the "Valley of Ghosts". I have spent time on the steep, rocky slopes and spent time on the marshy valley floor. An easy place to get lost in. I pray you always find your way to higher ground, dear Diana.

[Diana]

Thank you, a more poetic take than mine. My first time writing about it...

[MoriartyMesa]

If i was to give a musical comparison in the classical state and meaning of your words, i would choose something old school. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9VANodra7O0

[Sami Khalil]

A freudan value and touch in pshychoanalysis in your powerful and true brevity of words about this subject. You have described it marvelously and the condition those ( us ) people that went or go through it at a certain time in their lives or ours. I like how you gave it a head and an ugly one too... Thank you for shedding the light on this serious medical and pshychological disease if I may call it that...:).....

[Diana]

Yes, medical and psychological, indeed. Thank you, Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:).................

[Lydia Shutter]

Such a powerfully psychological write, Diana. Those who have suffered with depression are never truly free of it. Yes, it is like a "drip drip" in the veins and it intensifies when it is least expected. Very well written. lydi**

[Diana]

Thank you, Lydi.