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Poem Details
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| Title: | Down and Out |
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Date Submitted: | 1/14/2008 |
| Poem: |
A life bled dry of delight Wasted days, terrifying nights Tenuous connections E-mails, i-m's, telephone, keyboard I'm told Get off the couch Join a gym Take a cooking class Go to a church Rather than explain I agree They would think I'm feeling sorry If they only knew the effort It took to get from the bed to the couch Then they might understand Sometimes I think it's just laziness Sometimes I think I choose to be this way Depression's a loss of pleasure in things I used to like to do When I'm like this I can't even think Of things I used to like They've been taken - One by one - To the graveyard of my dreams... |