DEPRESSION
Depression
Deepest wounds of anguished scorn
Fueled by insignificance
Daily trek to lonely gloom
Vain attempt to rationalize
Gnawing guilt of needing her
I’ve never been alone
Despite my isolation
At times
Merely going through the muddled motions
Trying to make it through
Adequate social skills
Ultimate tears of a clown
Masked disintegration
Solitary vagabond
God’s humble work in progress
Fragile poet’s heart
Alive to share the onerous trip
With those akin to me
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2006
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