Depression and I

Living with depression can be fun.

One minute you land a new job

Next you are sobbing your guts out

In the corner couch

Cause the deathly grips of loneliness

Is grabbing your heart muscles

In a tight clutch

Shrouding your mind in blackout curtains of desolation

Leaving you with little or no imagination

And the deserted corners of your soul
Looks like the ravaged beach post tsunami
Where hope, like an empty echo
Searches the ground for a place to rest
But is greeted by the loud silence of Grief

The resident DJ of your heart's lonely town

And you extend your hand
To invite depression on its first dance
Courting sorrow and silence on the side