This is exactly how depression can feel, that sense of being isolated & then you get withdrawn, which leads to more isolation. You've pegged it with strong original everyday details. In my long life with lots of depression, I have come to realize that MOST people do not get me. I'm just outside the dots enuf so that lots of people who live traditional, predictable lives will back away from me somewhat. We can go thru life feeling warped by this or we can realize that traditional, predictable people are plentiful, but there are other misfits out there who will totally relate to me. I wish the narrator of your poem to find the swans in his/her own pond, rather than the ducks quacking out judgmental crap (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
depression hits
and one just doesn't
want to anything
like the dog who
won't chase the stick
life becomes dull
and uninteresting
you explain what
so many feel
in these perilous
times being isolated
from others;
The dog died in the new one won't chase the stick, such an apt metaphor. You were probably being literal but sometimes life gives us brilliant metaphors. In the stark plane of depression one can only see a bleak empty landscape, but the truth is that it is a very crowded place.
Posted 3 Years Ago
3 Years Ago
i think we sometimes want to find blame in what brings us down and that makes us feel alone, thanks .. read morei think we sometimes want to find blame in what brings us down and that makes us feel alone, thanks the dog thing was a joke but even they may feel alone
Whether dearly loved animal.. beloved human.. elements in every day life: one or all can turn life upside down if gone.. faded.. plus left a enormous void that hurts like hell. How hard to fill it, to heat it before the YOU fades. Life is for sharing but space is so often hard to come by. So grows into isolation, loneliness - different but same. Being alone is nothing less than persecution. Such a sadness here. ..
This is exactly how depression can feel, that sense of being isolated & then you get withdrawn, which leads to more isolation. You've pegged it with strong original everyday details. In my long life with lots of depression, I have come to realize that MOST people do not get me. I'm just outside the dots enuf so that lots of people who live traditional, predictable lives will back away from me somewhat. We can go thru life feeling warped by this or we can realize that traditional, predictable people are plentiful, but there are other misfits out there who will totally relate to me. I wish the narrator of your poem to find the swans in his/her own pond, rather than the ducks quacking out judgmental crap (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
I understand the poem my friend. I had a cat. My only friend in my house. Died in August. Now I must talk to the wife. Our animals. Our good friend. Don't rate us and like us always. Hello Mauricio. I hope you are doing well and staying safe.
Coyote
The ending made me think. Nice poem and if what you say is true story about your dog and all the tough things you're going through. Tyfs
Posted 3 Years Ago
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3 Years Ago
no! not my dog just everyday life, just thinking of things that would make one feel down, thanks for.. read moreno! not my dog just everyday life, just thinking of things that would make one feel down, thanks for reading and ur comments