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Tony Beldin Apr 2012
“CLINICAL DEPRESSION”

You try desperately to cling to a familiar happier past but the hopeless future
  
Is all that you can see through the tunnel of your vision.  The black demon Misery tears

from your soul all that is light and happiness.  It is then you feel the full Measure of your

emptiness bearing down upon you, as the overwhelming sadness of This world assaults

your senses.  The dawn brings a black flower of despair that blooms quickly and drinks in

your fading sanity; you are left as though dead, Staring into an abyss, that drains all

energy and motivation.  Though you ache For it, no comfort or reprieve is found; you are

helpless to defeat even the gravity  which holds you to your bed, now you’re only world.

Friends and loved ones Beseech you, “pull yourself together” and “it can’t be that bad”.

Nevertheless, even Well-meaning love and compassion cannot penetrate the darkness that envelops.

Finally, as you feel the rope tighten…

So deadly, so treatable. Learn the early signs and get help.
Tony Beldin Mar 2012
Damaged And Bleeding Again, You Feel The Guilt Of Unknown Sin; This Must Be Penalty For

Some Breech

The View From The Floor Seen So Many Times Before, Still, He Must Have A Lesson

To Teach

So Many Learned Along The Way, “On The Job Training” He Used To Say, Your Stitches

Keep The Count

His Rage You Would Claim, Justified By The Needle In His Vein, With Every Cc The Lessons

Did Mount

Your Mother So Fooled, “You Should Marry This Dude” Her Advice Given Freely Through

You’re Tears

Though He Was Often Behind Bars, Still You Did Not Wander Far, Held By The Terror And

You’re Fear

Finally You Had Your Fill, Strength And Courage Were Your Will, No Longer Could You

Mask It

You Knew The Time To Go Somehow, Another Man’s Child Inside You Now, Before He Could Return

And Love You Into

You’re Casket…

— The End —