Depression by Anne EngelenHappiness is a state of mind
controlled by my being
Yet
not allowing myself
to be happy
How crazy can I be?
Frustrating thought
Seeing exactly
whats been sought
Yet
unable to obtain
happinessclaim
Desperate enough at last
Doc labels me depressed
A diagnose hard to take
A regular nightmare
I want to awake
Lifes an illusion
Deceiving my mind
Blind to see the truth of my soul
Wheres the key to set her free?
Giving in
to societys expectations
I take a pill a day
No, not to keep the doc away
More likely to guarantee his pay
For the benefit of the doubt
I play this game along
I cant bear to hear
my soul shout any more
shes been crying too long
Hopefully I come out strong
If not
Ill be convinced of the fact
That being drugged
Is just another way
of being mugged
09/24/2002 Posted on 10/08/2002 Copyright © 2024 Anne Engelen
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/08/02 at 08:48 PM Wow! Superb expression of despair and cynicism, Anne. |
Posted by JD Clay on 10/10/02 at 12:20 AM This is a very dramatic piece oozing with raw emotion and a fitting end, Anne. Nice work. Peace...jadi |
Posted by Glenn Currier on 10/11/02 at 03:52 PM Anne, I continue to be inspired by the poet friends here who are courageous enough to open their souls for the rest of us to love. Thank you for the beautiful poem and self-revelation. |
Posted by Jean Mollett on 05/25/03 at 06:45 AM Hi Anne,
I just read your poem, it's very good, Emotional. Depression is nothing to mess with. My Mom is fighting severe depression, she sounded a little better last time we talked. But not like she should, I can talk ny the sound of her voice. She's on medicine. Lots of prayers for both you. Peace & Joy, Jean. |
Posted by Holly H Dunne on 01/10/06 at 08:55 PM i was drawn to this poem because i have one of the same title. yours is insightful and poignant. i particularly like the opening. i hope you stay strong. and pills dont have to be forever, they're just a crutch until we can walk on our own. :)take care. xxx |
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