Depression Srikes A Merciless Blow
Like a frail moth trapped in a thunderstorm,
clinging to a leaf, hoping not to fall.
Beginning to descend, spiraling out of control
hitting one branch then another,
desperately trying not to fold.
The signs are often well hidden,
their masks make a good disguise.
Closely look at your family and friends,
are they behaving in their normal way?
Or are they showing a sign of the frail moth,
their life is in tatters and has started to fray.
Reach out and help the person,
they may not let you or thank you at first.
With a tremendous amount of luck and medical help, just maybe, just maybe,
the person is saved and avoided the worst.
You hang in there. I will always support your unique cause!
Your loving sister, Carol Denise
I salute You, Poet.
In respect,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Regis
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Be always safe,
Karen
Dave.
You are very thoughtful.
Sandie Angel :o) :o)
Edwin
Another intense piece from you - but this made me reflect deeply inside, and "deflect" my observations outside, to see the "signs" in other people who may be struggling with blows from life. Sadness and loneliness not dealt with at early stages grow into depression and giving a helping hand may "save" the person from the quicksand.
Nice write Friend.
Cynthia