Depression

A cloud descends and darkens all my thought.

I’m void of words to give to tongue or pen.

It seems the things I seek all come to naught.

Depression reigns within my soul again.

But while my head is numb, my heart can feel.

Great pain and sadness freely hold their sway.

I can’t remember happiness is real.

It has been mine, and will again, one day.

Such hopelessness within! And yet, a spark

Of optimism somehow still is mine.

In time, the path I walk, no longer dark,

Will come upon a place where sun may shine.

Now anxiously unto this hope I cling,

Anticipating what the dawn could bring.

~Marilyn Gordon~

March 12, 2001

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